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letra de spread thin - milliyaun

[hook]

they want me but i really don’t have time tonight
they want me but i really don’t have tonight
they want me but i really don’t have time to fight

man i really don’t
with a centerfold
on the telephone
my minds focused

they want me but i really don’t have time tonight
they want me but i really don’t have time tonight

[verse 1]

back when i bagged sacks
had em in that snapback when i say na
held that sellin to get back home
when that mission came to make that money roll
would it in timidate my foes
ever met a kid so co oh oh old
out sippin brown liquid down mixin loud with it now
even with the cops on me
i gotta get away no stoppin me
know what we reppin for
come visit my town
hit em at the sh0r-
yo hear the sound
hear it when it comin ima show them haters boi
that’s that mandown
slippin now
who gon stick around
catacombs
put you underground
i don’t play around
it’s the
cl!ck repper but i am alone
as i keep some
magazine models and money to blow
take your issues home
we don’t need to know
gotchu missin phones
this is blown
ima flip a zone
scale tippin over

i been
wanted i’m not around
i’m nowhere to be found
just know i’m lookin down

[hook]

they want me but i really don’t have time tonight
they want me but i really don’t have time tonight
they want me but i really don’t have time to fight
man i really don’t
with a centerfold
on the telephone
my minds focused

they want me but i really don’t have time tonight
they want me but i really don’t have time tonight
they want me but i really don’t have time tonight
no no b-tch i really don’t have time tonight!

[verse 2]

wanted to get some
get some get more
when i’m on a roll
lip talk
when i get em all ticked off they soft it’s none
i’m kinda cold
realizin money changing peoples soul
everybody want it all but ain’t n0body want it slow
well i used to light black
all up in my bag
i could take a ride
maybe even liked crack
leave it at that
when i hit that
one in a million
runnin and slippin i’m numbin my feelings i hated this livin i couldn’t admit it i need a forgiveness my soul and my spirit i’m wrestlin with it i’m wrestlin with and oh no
gettin rid of the old folks
and i did that solo
stayin wit my own
stayin in touch with my soul
taken it back
before i rapped on a sack or the black or the crack in the trap sippin act with the pack in the back of the black cadillac matter fact
i’m 90’s baby
i’m ridin baby
i hold it down
don’t second guess me by my look until you hear my sound
mr. f-n-li please address me by my real name
these rappers lames
it’s gon be me up on the stage!

(outro freestyle)

- milliyaun

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