Yeah, yeah
Knock knock, the devil's at the door
In my young age I can't help but want more (Want more)
I'm tryna stack my bands, tryna stack my bands and po' fours
I know I don't need no lean
But that's how you live when you rich and you got
Money in the bank, in the bank
You can pull up with the drip make the vibe change
Pullin' up in the lamb', whatchu think, whatchu think
You can get what you want if ya mind straight
You can cop all the cars for the crib-o outside
You can ask which one when you go for a ride
All I want is for all of the bands to be mine
All I really wanna do is treat my money like time
Don't make me pull a brand new Benz out
Check my snap, I'm at yo bitch house
She trust me 'cause I showed her the trap
Now she make it pop 'til she blow that back out (Oh)
Go ahead and sign my check now (Oh)
'Cause it ain't the best kept no mo'
O-la be the one
Inshallah, I was blessed
Thanks pops for the heart in my chest
I was filled with the burn, I die by the honor
My homie a killa', his nine stay hot
Y'all sing for the hoes, I live for my mama
I die for my faith, y'all live for the drama
The hate runs deep, I'mma divide and conquer
Turn the whole world to the land of the Slick Tones
My girl on the phone, tellin' me to come home
But it's 4 A.M. and I'm somewhere on the road
Knock knock, the devil's at the door
In my young age I can't help but want more (Want more)
I'm tryna stack my bands, tryna stack my bands and po' fours
I know I don't need no lean
But that's how you live when you rich and you got
Money in the bank, in the bank
You can pull up with the drip make the vibe change
Pullin' up in the lamb', whatchu think, whatchu think
You can get what you want if ya mind straight
You can cop all the cars for the crib-o outside
You can ask which one when you go for a ride
All I want is for all of the bands to be mine
All I really wanna do is treat my money like time
I don't know if you trust me but I won't fail you either way
You wear your heart upon your sleeve
That's why you tailor to their ways
And all the hipster shit
Girl, f*ck that shit 'cause you are not the same
And I put that on my grave, yeah
That all I had to say and now she's ridin' for me
I get caught up some times
My marijuana frees me up
I wish that life was just a giant shopping spree
New phone? Damn who's this?
New crib? Y'all hear that?
Knock knock, the devil's at the door
In my young age I can't help but want more (Want more)
I'm tryna stack my bands, tryna stack my bands and po' fours
I know I don't need no lean
But that's how you live when you rich and you got
Money in the bank, in the bank
You can pull up with the drip make the vibe change
Pullin' up in the lamb', whatchu think, whatchu think
You can get what you want if ya mind straight
You can cop all the cars for the crib-o outside
You can ask which one when you go for a ride
All I want is for all of the bands to be mine
All I really wanna do is treat my money like time
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Ollahi - Time Is Money Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah
Knock knock, the devil's at the door
In my young age I can't help but want more (Want more)
I'm tryna stack my bands, tryna stack my bands and po' fours
I know I don't need no lean
But that's how you live when you rich and you got
Money in the bank, in the bank
You can pull up with the drip make the vibe change
Pullin' up in the lamb', whatchu think, whatchu think
You can get what you want if ya mind straight
You can cop all the cars for the crib-o outside
You can ask which one when you go for a ride
All I want is for all of the bands to be mine
All I really wanna do is treat my money like time
Don't make me pull a brand new Benz out
Check my snap, I'm at yo bitch house
She trust me 'cause I showed her the trap
Now she make it pop 'til she blow that back out (Oh)
Go ahead and sign my check now (Oh)
'Cause it ain't the best kept no mo'
O-la be the one
Inshallah, I was blessed
Thanks pops for the heart in my chest
I was filled with the burn, I die by the honor
My homie a killa', his nine stay hot
Y'all sing for the hoes, I live for my mama
I die for my faith, y'all live for the drama
The hate runs deep, I'mma divide and conquer
Turn the whole world to the land of the Slick Tones
My girl on the phone, tellin' me to come home
But it's 4 A.M. and I'm somewhere on the road
Knock knock, the devil's at the door
In my young age I can't help but want more (Want more)
I'm tryna stack my bands, tryna stack my bands and po' fours
I know I don't need no lean
But that's how you live when you rich and you got
Money in the bank, in the bank
You can pull up with the drip make the vibe change
Pullin' up in the lamb', whatchu think, whatchu think
You can get what you want if ya mind straight
You can cop all the cars for the crib-o outside
You can ask which one when you go for a ride
All I want is for all of the bands to be mine
All I really wanna do is treat my money like time
I don't know if you trust me but I won't fail you either way
You wear your heart upon your sleeve
That's why you tailor to their ways
And all the hipster shit
Girl, f*ck that shit 'cause you are not the same
And I put that on my grave, yeah
That all I had to say and now she's ridin' for me
I get caught up some times
My marijuana frees me up
I wish that life was just a giant shopping spree
New phone? Damn who's this?
New crib? Y'all hear that?
Knock knock, the devil's at the door
In my young age I can't help but want more (Want more)
I'm tryna stack my bands, tryna stack my bands and po' fours
I know I don't need no lean
But that's how you live when you rich and you got
Money in the bank, in the bank
You can pull up with the drip make the vibe change
Pullin' up in the lamb', whatchu think, whatchu think
You can get what you want if ya mind straight
You can cop all the cars for the crib-o outside
You can ask which one when you go for a ride
All I want is for all of the bands to be mine
All I really wanna do is treat my money like time
Knock knock, the devil's at the door
In my young age I can't help but want more (Want more)
I'm tryna stack my bands, tryna stack my bands and po' fours
I know I don't need no lean
But that's how you live when you rich and you got
Money in the bank, in the bank
You can pull up with the drip make the vibe change
Pullin' up in the lamb', whatchu think, whatchu think
You can get what you want if ya mind straight
You can cop all the cars for the crib-o outside
You can ask which one when you go for a ride
All I want is for all of the bands to be mine
All I really wanna do is treat my money like time
Don't make me pull a brand new Benz out
Check my snap, I'm at yo bitch house
She trust me 'cause I showed her the trap
Now she make it pop 'til she blow that back out (Oh)
Go ahead and sign my check now (Oh)
'Cause it ain't the best kept no mo'
O-la be the one
Inshallah, I was blessed
Thanks pops for the heart in my chest
I was filled with the burn, I die by the honor
My homie a killa', his nine stay hot
Y'all sing for the hoes, I live for my mama
I die for my faith, y'all live for the drama
The hate runs deep, I'mma divide and conquer
Turn the whole world to the land of the Slick Tones
My girl on the phone, tellin' me to come home
But it's 4 A.M. and I'm somewhere on the road
Knock knock, the devil's at the door
In my young age I can't help but want more (Want more)
I'm tryna stack my bands, tryna stack my bands and po' fours
I know I don't need no lean
But that's how you live when you rich and you got
Money in the bank, in the bank
You can pull up with the drip make the vibe change
Pullin' up in the lamb', whatchu think, whatchu think
You can get what you want if ya mind straight
You can cop all the cars for the crib-o outside
You can ask which one when you go for a ride
All I want is for all of the bands to be mine
All I really wanna do is treat my money like time
I don't know if you trust me but I won't fail you either way
You wear your heart upon your sleeve
That's why you tailor to their ways
And all the hipster shit
Girl, f*ck that shit 'cause you are not the same
And I put that on my grave, yeah
That all I had to say and now she's ridin' for me
I get caught up some times
My marijuana frees me up
I wish that life was just a giant shopping spree
New phone? Damn who's this?
New crib? Y'all hear that?
Knock knock, the devil's at the door
In my young age I can't help but want more (Want more)
I'm tryna stack my bands, tryna stack my bands and po' fours
I know I don't need no lean
But that's how you live when you rich and you got
Money in the bank, in the bank
You can pull up with the drip make the vibe change
Pullin' up in the lamb', whatchu think, whatchu think
You can get what you want if ya mind straight
You can cop all the cars for the crib-o outside
You can ask which one when you go for a ride
All I want is for all of the bands to be mine
All I really wanna do is treat my money like time
Writer: Jared Nematollahi
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid