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t.i.m.s - mental breakdown lyrics

(intro)
i need to push the weight. asap
buy one get one free. i got bricks for sale
fellas, i got bricks for sale
you want it? come take it. don’t waste my time
i got bricks for sale. let’s go fellas
i’ll pay you by the hour. i shouldn’t be standing here

(chorus)
money, power, then you get the women
a hundred, hours, a week from the beginning
keep your nose clean and your shoe lace tied
time is money son, so don’t waste mine
money, power, then you get respect
a hundred hours, a week or more no less
keep your nose clean and your shoe lace tied
time is money son, so don’t waste mine

(verse)
i write rhymes with a ghostwrita on payroll
on that type time (yeah stizzo)
they know i play no games just war
i nox rappers out take the myke by storm
walk that rockie road sun reyes keep it warm
been a wiz since a kid gripped the pen when i was born
(yo, yo, yo) this the death of your career
salty mother f*cker put in blood, sweat, and tears?
nah you put in months. i did 25 years
i can make the b*tches dance for money disappear
give a dance to a chair, they’ll think i’m still there
you buried under pyramid schemes, you a square
i’m cleopatra’s man, sugar daddy to that b*tch
stuck up cesar, made the chick rich
so if i ain’t out there hustling or trying to get a pick
or if i ain’t in the studio, then i ain’t doing sh*t
(chorus)
money, power, then you get the women
a hundred, hours, a week from the beginning
keep your nose clean, and your shoe lace tied
time is money son, so don’t waste mine
money, power, then you get respect
a hundred hours, a week or more no less
keep your nose clean and your shoe lace tied
time is money son, so don’t waste mine

(verse)
f*ck with my money and there’s gonna be a problem
the last kid that wasted my time. i robbed him
started from the bottom, i came up and i rocked them
the unsung bum been hustling for commas
puffing up the ganja. yeah i’m making progress
son i’m from philly, you gotta trust the process
(yo, yo, yo) i want it, i grab it
pay for it or not man f*ck it, i have it
started making money then i made it to a habit
knew i’d make cheddar turning grass into cabbage
if i’m living lavish i’m living a lie
i’ll always look savage, or like i’m getting by
for a corner store camera, i’m looking pretty fly
for a door to door salesman, i’ll scare you back inside
(yo, yo, yo) come the f*ck outside!
time is money son so don’t waste mine!
(chorus)
money, power, then you get the women
a hundred hours, a week from the beginning
keep your nose clean, and your shoe lace tied
time is money son, so don’t waste mine
money, power, then you get respect
a hundred hours, a week or more no less
keep your nose clean and your shoe lace tied
time is money son so don’t waste mine

- mental breakdown lyrics

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