This  Big  Meech  from  the  richest  black  muthafucking  gang  in  the  world
My  nigga  always  say,there ＇s  only  two  things  a  nigga  can  do  for  you
You  either  got  time  or  money,can ＇t  have  em  both
Nigga  with  money,dont  have  no  time
Nigga  with  time,don ＇t  have  no  money
We  don ＇t  have  a  lot  of  time  around  here -cause  time  is  money
Time,money,time,money
Nigga  with  money,don ＇t  have  no  time
Verse 1-Akon
Give  me  one  minute,cause  you  tripping
Too  much  time  on  your  hands,you  slipping
Why  you  focused  on  all  this  dealing?
When  niggas  coming  in  through  the  back  door  stealing?
Crib  on  the  hill,now  that ＇s  good  living
Harder  to  reach  when  you  make  your  first  million
So  much  money  gotta  stack  to  the  ceiling
And  I ＇mma  keep  doing  this  forever,God-willing
Real  niggas  like  me  don ＇t  catch  feelings
Only  broke  niggas  be  out  there  grilling
Say  you  getting  money  but  you  ain ＇t  even  tipping
A  big-booty  girl  in  front  of  you  dipping
Fronting  like  you  really  doing  all  that  shipping
Man  you  gotta  be,gotta  be  kidding
Don ＇t  even  try  cause  my  weapon  is  hidden
My  nigga  is  ready  to  do  some  killing
Hook -Akon
I ＇mma  tell  you  just  one  time,give  me  what ＇s  mine
Cause  I  don ＇t  have  time  to  waste
I ＇ll  be  on  my  grind,money  on  my  mind
And  I  won ＇t  stop  getting  paid
Living  this  life  of  mine
I  don ＇t  know  if  you  really  got  what  it  takes
Hustling ＇s  in  my  blood  and  it  just  won ＇t  go  away
Verse 2-Akon
Kon  live  in  one  year,made  millions
Everybody  got  money,nigga,we  chillin
Ain ＇t  got  no  time,it ＇s  some  bad  feelings
Especially  when  you  want  a  little  sexual  healing
Girlfriend ＇s  pulling,family ＇s  pulling
In  every  direction,everybody  need  money
My  lifestyle  redefine  how  they  all  living
If  I  keep  it  up  I ＇ll  be  broke  in  a  minute
My  kinfolk ＇s  on  the  block  and  they  dealing
All  my  goons  are  still  out  there  killing
Man  I  be  running,got  no  time  to  be  skipping
Trying  to  hit  a  home  run  in  the 9th  inning
Meech  locked  up,copped  out,for  a  killing
Taking  care  of  mine,San  Quen  chilling
That ＇s  my  homie,you  can  trust  that  nigga
Just  a  matter  of  time  before  I  get  back  with  him
And  I  don ＇t  stop  getting  paid
I  don ＇t  really  know  if  you  really  got  what  it  takes
Gotta  look  out  for  haters  if  you  wanna  be  blockin ＇
Look  out  for  stick  up  kids  that  be  robbin ＇
Look  out  for  ladies  with  their  hands  in  your  pocket
If  you  don ＇t,you ＇ll  be  the  next  hot  topic
Don ＇t  wanna  be  the  next  one  dropping
6feet  deep  like  conans  coffin
I ＇d  rather  see  you  out  there  flossing
Love  to  see  another  brother  getting  it  poppin
Chase  that  paper,don ＇t  you  wait  up
Get  your  money  nigga,f-ck  them  haters
Everybody  complain  about  your  time
You  aint  got  none?Find  a  way  to  make  it  up  later
Cause  I  aint  got  time  for  all  that
And  you  aint  got  time  for  all  that
And  I  don ＇t  wanna  waste  your  time
On  behalf  of  BMF  bring  Meech  back!
Time  is  money,time  is  money
Time  money,time  money
Time  is  money