Phillz the MC - It's Time [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Pre-Verse]
I said I do it for a passion 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 coke 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 fuck her on the counter then I get some head in the shower
All your bitches, all my bitches say I'm cute, no stylist
Pussy 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 accumulation, No procrastination
Want me to go harder? Here I go
Queens nigga, What's up?

[Pre-Verse]
I said I do it for a passion 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 fuckin' 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 passion 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 nigga grown and only focused on the money
While these dummies chasin' pussy and I'm lookin' at 'em funny
I keep my head in the clouds
First Class 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]