time, but nigga, your boys follow me, I'm gonna blast mine Nigga huh, nigga what [Chorus x2: Young Bleed] Time is money, money is time, that Nigga Bleed
hear you I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die (we) Gettin high, watchin time fly, and all my motherfuckers [repeat 2X] [E.D.I.]
as that for me and my niggaz [E.D.I. Amin] War Time War Time, it's either yourz or mine Outlawz be on a grind, and a mission to shine And ride on em',
this Outlaw lifestyle that I been introduced ta Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (wassup Kurupt?) Steady seducin us and now I'm all for it
the crime around 10 niggas bleed After they made this punk fag motherfucker bleed All the money was bloody as shit, y'all niggas shoulda seen it Bust a cap and
the streets of the East coast Young Gunz fire and niggaz bleed, I see Mo [Kastro] I be shinin like white diamonds and crystal, glistenin holdin pistols
(And doubled every fucking yard that I cop and stop Hell nah! I coulnd't see it Facing a century in the penatentury but so be it) And Jesus couldn't
Fantasize, Pictures of a Young Brother Buried Was it me, The Weed, Or this life I lead If daytime is for suckas then Tonight we Bleed Out for all that
the crew And I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt & a brew Fuck the world, pain was a part of the game If you a baller, money went as quick as it
you and me While you listen I MC Blow your mind and make you really want to par-ty Ohh ohh! Take those bars and keep em swingin Ohh! Sometimes it makes
weighin thirty full keys Of girl and the pony Jumped for your lack Hit the yack threw your head back The big time is what you wanted And now you
and I believe that I need em I'm runnin through a wheat field chasing a ghost They love cicles, use em for portals and time holes And dance backwards
box, cop a plea Young G we was born to die, don't cry for me Just keep the heat closely and ride for me Cause we family for better or worse, you and
I call in my time of need? My real soldiers down to make you motherfuckers bleed, it's M.O.B. [Swoop G] We on some get money shit, robbin, duct tape
shed those Because all the time the ninna was shorted, what I bled froze So now that I'm cold blooded, and hella sick is what the med shows The tread slows, and
the X-Man, scared and desperate Young and restless, there is no guest list Move to the back of the line, yo it's my time Prime time only where the beats
