Built Different
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Built Different fue lanzado el 19 de febrero de 2026 por Tunde como parte del álbum Built Different - Single
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ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Tunde
Intérprete
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Tunde
Composición
Luke Honeywood
Composición
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Luke Honeywood
Producción
Letra
Yo!
Yeah, me and Bings on them
Yo, yo, yo
Me and Bings pree road on them super bikes
On a back wheel through the lights doing do or dies
MT-09s put down for when it's time to ride
It was time to glide, he didn't slide, now he's losing stripes
You better mash work or give war funds to provide
Built different, I'll do anything for my guys
Built different from day one, I've been splitting pies
The way they walk and talk, I already know that they're spitting lies
Just made another hundred off the telly and the signal
I'm into pannier posting packs, I ain't got no signal
That's me and Dale back to back with a fucking witful
We land flower, land shatter and we land distal
Black and green two-tone new Glock pistol
Locked in from the Bay all the way to Bristol
Set in Cali place a dam, tryna flood Shiple
Then send a flyer back to Cali, chase full of crystal
Triple C on bags, I ain't taking chances
Hit or miss so I had to send my run to Kansas
Land a pack, got me in the trap doing dances
Everybody gotta eat so I let the gang flip
Triple C on bags, I ain't taking chances
Hit or miss so I had to send my run to Kansas
Land a pack, got me in the trap doing dances
Everybody gotta eat so I let the gang flip
Phone call from up north, that's another quick trip
Bring it back down south and that's another quick flip
I've been motion while the haters have been motion sickness
Ran an M up in the trap and only God's my witness
I don't ever have another man up in my business
Pushing weight every day like it's Total Fitness
You'll only meet my hitter if you get put on the hit list
Cranked off, putting oil on the metal dipstick
If he ain't doing up a drill, he likes to chill and kick back
Gave him a new .44, it's got some major kickback
It took years to find sweets so the bullets mismatch
He's popping off out of nowhere, boggy man think fast
Have you running for your life, losing weight slim fast
I'm fully writing off your whip, panicking, whiplash
Only loyal to the money, he just want some quick cash
Give him a thirty, forty, fifty stack and watch him dispatch
Triple C on bags, I ain't taking chances
Hit or miss so I had to send my run to Kansas
Land a pack, got me in the trap doing dances
Everybody gotta eat so I let the gang flip
Triple C on bags, I ain't taking chances
Hit or miss so I had to send my run to Kansas
Land a pack, got me in the trap doing dances
Everybody gotta eat so I let the gang flip
Written by: Luke Honeywood, Tunde

