lirik lagu phillz the mc – it’s time
[pre-verse]
i said i do it for a p-ssion but them bills keep pilin’ in
mr. gates, mr. trump stash house is what i’m tryna spend
so when i get it i’mma stack it, i’mma spend it, i’mma stack it again
when them money hungry hoes chasin’, i’mma alley oop to my friends
[verse 1]
twenties, fifties and hundreds, been fiendin’ since momma stomach
seen daddy pushin’ them caddy’s and jetta’s that’s what i wanted
dabbled in the c0ke game, sheep coats and rope chains
watched him bag it up with no shame, i’m bout to blow, mane
propane, i keep my head in the clouds
i f-ck her on the counter then i get some head in the shower
all your b-tches, all my b-tches say i’m cute, no stylist
p-ssy low mileage, the coupe low mileage
[hook pt.1] x4
it’s time to get to the money now
time to get to the money now
[hook pt.2]
i done been many places, seen many faces
and they all gettin’ to it where i go
dollar acc-mulation, no procrastination
want me to go harder? here i go
queens n-gga, what’s up?
[pre-verse]
i said i do it for a p-ssion but them bills keep pilin’ in
mr. combs, mr. carter stash house is what i’m tryna spend
so when i get it i’mma stack it, i’mma spend it, i’mma stack it again
when them money hungry hoes chasin’, i’mma alley oop to my friends
[verse 2]
twenties, fifties and hundreds, been fiendin’ since momma stomach
seen daddy placin’ that jewelry in that safe, that’s what i wanted
got demons deep inside that f-ckin’ raise whenever confronted
ain’t no sense in lyin’ homie, got people relyin’ on me
i keep my head in the clouds
fillin’ out deposit slips and then i head to the counter
flirt with the teller, please’s and thank you’s, show her my manners
locked up in the slammer? nope, popped up in atlanta
lets go
[hook pt.1] x4
[hook pt.2]
[pre-verse]
i said i do it for a p-ssion but them bills keep pilin’ in
mr. young, mr. mathers stash house is what i’m tryna spend
so when i get it i’mma stack it, i’mma spend it, i’mma stack it again
when them money hungry hoes chasin’, i’mma alley oop to my friends
[verse 3]
twenties, fifties and hundreds, been fiendin’ since momma stomach
seen daddy once year so a daddy is what i wanted
a young n-gga grown and only focused on the money
while these dummies chasin’ p-ssy and i’m lookin’ at ’em funny
i keep my head in the clouds
first cl-ss trips, before i eat, they hand me a towel
double shot a hennessy before i land in your town
got a couple goals to achieve and i’m pannin’ ’em out
[hook pt.1] x4
[hook pt.2]
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