[Intro]
Yo it's T flash the one with the flow
yo-yo
Title: Money
Everything la money I na get time for no enemy's I zipping my winery I na get time for no enemy's I writing my lyrics just for the people to listen to the message my family is paining all because no money ooo calling family members to assist me no one can come to my rescue ayay
[Verse 1]
Late-night lights, vinyl glow, I count the hours on the wall
Phone keeps ringing, mama's voice, bills on top of every call
Empty pockets, heavy heart, but I keep rhythm in my chest
Studio window fogged with steam — the beat becomes my breath
I write for the people, for the ones who hold me when I break
Every line a promise, every line a step I gotta take
This city's cold but on the floor we warm each other with a move
So when the beat drops steady, know my story finds its groove
[Chorus] (House hook — short, repeatable)
Gotta make that money — gotta make that money (ayy)
No time for enemies — no time for enemies
Gotta make that money — gotta make that money (ayy)
No time for enemies — no time for enemies
[Drop / Vocal Chop]
(Gotta make that money) — (make that money) — (make that money)
(No time for enemies) — (no time) — (no time)
[Verse 2]
I hear footsteps on the stairwell, hope is spelled in cigarette smoke
Neighbors dreaming loud and fragile, tying wishes into notes
I keep zipping through the midnight, ride the groove, embrace the fight
Every lyric is a lighthouse shining in the midnight light
Family waiting on my signal, they depend on what I do
I fold my doubts into the bassline and I push the sound on through
No stranger to long nights, every tremor fuels my plan
When the club lights paint my name, I'll lift them with these hands
[Pre-Chorus]
Calling out into the static, searching for a saving sign
I carry years of voices, I convert them into lines
When the synths lift and open, when the two-step finds the lane
All the weight turns lighter — and the hurt becomes a flame
[Chorus] (Repeat for the dancefloor)
Gotta make that money — gotta make that money (ayy)
No time for enemies — no time for enemies
Gotta make that money — gotta make that money (ayy)
No time for enemies — no time for enemies
[Bridge — Filtered Breakdown]
(Filtered pads, riser)
Hold that breath — let the chord breathe — let the silence tell the truth
Phone lights like constellations, every call is proof
I remember empty wallets, the late-night pleas, the quiet cries
Now we stack the beat like bricks, build a bridge across the skies
[Build — Vocal Rise]
Everything la money — push it up and let it fly
Everything la money — lift it up into the sky
[Final Chorus — Full Energetic]
Gotta make that money — gotta make that money (ayy)
No time for enemies — no time for enemies
Gotta make that money — gotta make that money (ayy)
No time for enemies — no time for enemies
[Outro — Warm Fade]
Yo it's T Flash — watch me grow, watch me rise with every show
For the people, for my family, every night I let it show
(Chopped ad-l
