Time is Money

[Intro] [Smooth guitar sample, soft piano melody, dusty drums slowly fading in] [Calm soulful hums, airy background vocals] Mmm~ Yeah-e-yeah~ Ohh~ [Lead Vocal, soft and confident] I been on my grind~ It’s my time~ [Hook] [Hypnotic, calm but catchy, with tasteful vibrato tails] I been on my grind~ It’s my time~ Run up the digits, Run up the digits, yeah, Run up the digits, Run up the digits, yeah~ Mmm~ I been on my grind~ It’s my time~ Run up the digits, Run up the digits, yeah, Run up the digits, Run up the digits, yeah~ [Post-Hook] [Soft harmonies behind the lead] Time is money, uh, Money is time~ I’ll be damned if I let a bitch, Stop me from gettin’ mine~ Mmhmm, Run it up, yeah~ Run it up, mm~ [Verse 1] [Relaxed melodic pocket, soulful but slightly conversational] Been a long minute, On this mission, yeah-yeah, Sacrifice so much of my time~ I’ma hold it down~ Yeah-e-yeah~ Ain’t none of these bitches, Gon’ slow me down~ Yeah, Yeah, Yeah~ No, no, no~ Me and my twins, We on go~ Best believe~ I’ll put on a show~ Better pay me my money~ I don’t play about that, uh, Better gimme that, uh, Gimme my money~ Yeah-e-yeah~ Gotta feed, My family~ Oh yeah, On this paper chase, yeah~ I’ma run it up, yeah~ [Pre-Hook] [More melodic, let the vocals stretch] Time is money, uh, Money is time~ I’ll be damned if I let a bitch, Stop me from gettin’ mine~ Mmhmm, Run it up, yeah~ Run it up, mm~ [Hook] [Bring back hypnotic repetition, add low harmonies] I been on my grind~ It’s my time~ Run up the digits, Run up the digits, yeah, Run up the digits, Run up the digits, yeah~ I been on my grind~ It’s my time~ Run up the digits, Run up the digits, yeah, Run up the digits, Run up the digits, yeah~ [Post-Hook] [Soft background vocals answer each line] Time is money, uh, Money is time~ I’ll be damned if I let a bitch, Stop me from gettin’ mine~ Mmhmm, Run it up, yeah~ Run it up, mm~ [Verse 2] [Slightly more attitude, still calm and jazzy] Yeah, The clock is tickin’ and tickin’, Better hurry, don’t miss it, They playin’ with my intelligence, Like I don’t know the difference~ Hmm, I may not be a valedictorian, But I, Know that two plus two equals four~ The math ain’t mathin’, Y’all movin’ ass backwards, I can’t let that happen, Before I make somethin’ happen~ Mm, no~ Before I get my niccas on you~ But let me keep my chill, ’Cause we got too much to lose~ Better stop playin’ with me, ’Fore I lose some screws~ Mmm~ [Bridge] [Beat pulls back, guitar and piano stay, vocal gets airy] I got too much on the line, I can’t waste no time~ Everything I do, Got a reason behind~ I done gave too much, Just to fall behind~ So when I say it’s mine, Best believe it’s mine~ Mmm~ Yeah-e-yeah~ [Final Hook] [Fullest vocal stack, soulful runs, calm confidence] Time is money, uh, Money is time~ I’ll be damned if I let a bitch, Stop me from gettin’ mine~ Mmhmm, Run it up, yeah~ Run it up, mm~ I been on my grind~ It’s my time~ Run up the digits, Run up the digits, yeah, Run up the digits, Run up the digits, yeah~ I been on my grind~ It’s my time~ Run up the digits, Run up the digits, yeah, Run up the digits, Run up the digits, yeah~ [Outro] [Let the sample ride, soft melisma and fading ad-libs] Mmm~ Run it up, yeah~ It’s my time~ Yeah-e-yeah~ Money is time~ Time is money~ Mmhmm~ Run it up, mm~