Time Flies ft. Jinko Da Younging Lyrics

Money talk, time is money

You know what I'm saying

B.S. walk, time fly

But I'm here though

Let's get it

Money talk, bullshit walk, and time fly

I be fly all the time, courtesy of my grind

Industry and in the street, know how to walk that fine line

Bout my business mind mine

Cause on that clock ain't no rewind

Money talk, bullshit walk, and time fly

I be fly all the time, courtesy of my grind

Industry and In the street, know how to walk that fine line

Bout my business mind, mine

Cause on that clock ain't no rewind

23 years out in the street

3 years in this industry

Spit that gospel for the ghetto

My movement is a ministry

Name be up in they mouth so much, you'd think that it practiced dentistry

And yeah my drawers clean, but it just ain't no buffing out this winning streak

They say I give them too much of me, but at the same time they can't get enough of me

You can't even one up who under me

So much swag, she would've crushed if I'm ugly

Sonning these rollers, I'm over

She's stunt on these joants, cause she feeling motherly

I be living at the top comfortably

Just Ethica's and my house slippers on my feet

The neighbors called domestic violence on the Stu cause they heard my voice beating up the beat

They was down the street last night, I walked out with diamonds

They thought the sun was rising up the street

I just had to flex a muscle on em

Dogging em I put the muzzle on em

I made it rain in that club for so long, that they had to go up when their flood insurance

All my bars got them guessing like a new drink

Rubies let you know we eating like it's tuesday

I'm flat out like I'm getting dressed in 2-D

Stepping on your little shit til my shoes stink

Do you in and they won't have a way to prove we did it

Come and do something then slim ooo we with it

Y'all coming out the box like a movie ticket

I'm pulling out to pop with my Uzi spittin

Money talk, bullshit walk, and time fly

I be fly all the time, courtesy of my grind

Industry and in the street, know how to walk that fine line

Bout my business mind mine

Cause on that clock ain't no rewind

Money talk, bullshit walk, and time fly

I be fly all the time, courtesy of my grind

Industry and In the street, know how to walk that fine line

Bout my business mind, mine

Cause on that clock ain't no rewind

Niggas be talking but I ain't got no motion

I'm fucking this bitch, she busting it open

They talk about money but they ain't on shit

I keep me a blick, sit right in the dip

Younging not jeezy but I put that shit on

All about my hustle, give a fuck about what he on

That nigga pussy man, give him a tampon

Fuck on that bitch, tell that hoe keep the lights on

Step on your block and I'm making it shake

Cross on that line, get beat like a snake

Can't eat on my food, got enough on my plate

Told my scale, we gon' kill him today

Think about running up on me, gotta quick draw

A nigga, drip the floor cause I put that shit on

Hustler by blood bitch, nigga call me Prank

Smoking on shit, got me coughing and spitting

Tell a little freak bitch, give me your digits

These niggas Rocky so I put a four in them

Gas so loud that I bet that it got hit

She on my line but now I don't sweat bitches

Give hella backshots tryna make that pussy fart

Ass so fat when I hit it say wop, wop

Got hit in his head

So now me call him drop top slow cook a nigga now

Niggas call me crock pot

I'd rather count hundreds and fifties than play with some titties

These niggas frauds, I know they ain't with me

These niggas broads, just missing the kitty

Talk like they hard but really they tissue

Landover broad so you know I get with you

Dap send me the word and I'ma get with you

They act like they hard but they don't want no issue

Money talk, bullshit walk, and time fly

I be fly all the time, courtesy of my grind

Industry and in the street, know how to walk that fine line

Bout my business mind mine

Cause on that clock ain't no rewind

Money talk, bullshit walk, and time fly

I be fly all the time, courtesy of my grind

Industry and In the street, know how to walk that fine line

Bout my business mind, mine

Cause on that clock ain't no rewind