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Spread
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Spread è stato pubblicato il 1 marzo 2024 da Wall to Wall Entertainment come parte dell'album Raw
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AlbumRaw
Data di uscita1 marzo 2024
EtichettaWall to Wall Entertainment
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM75

Video musicale

Video musicale

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tevin Toriano Walls
Tevin Toriano Walls
Songwriter

Testi

All rise
For the almighty
The new motherfucking king on the block
Some of yawl may have known him by Tee Gutta
Or even GTP
Walls, talk to em
Got a question, but first lemme tap the mic
Testing
In the reflection I see a pit bull
So vicious just filled with aggression
Like it's a melting pot and this boiling point
Like I been chosen, I'm the only one
I been anointed, king's only son
When the bullets start, I can't stop the gun
Back to the question but before I ask it
I done caught you slipping, I can tell you lacking
Getting my reps right before I rack it
I ain't leaving here if I ain't got my package
Never been the one to sit and watch it happen
Spread just like butter and she got a wagon
She like the morning wood straight from the cabin
She be throwing like I'm playing madden
I mean damn
I got the senses to sense any bullshit in the vicinity
I mean it literally
I got a plethora so many goons different amenities
Planning it brilliantly
Feeling the buzz, what's going on
Beyond to infinity
Some like a simile
But it ain't similar to that bullshit
I'm just defending me
Hustle come first, grind all the time
Ain't none else but to execute it
I'm a real king with my own bag
And I can't stamp that, I ain't ever looted
I'm a real king with my own swag
And I can stamp that, it's deep rooted
King shit ima stand on it, don't give a fuck
If I ain't included like damn
Definition of a king, going right off with his head
Since I done figured these **** out
Can't let that bullshit spread
Since I done figured em out
Gotta keep that bullshit dead
This king shit, I been kingin' bitch
I'm all about the bread
Definition of a king, going right off with his head
Since I done figured these **** out
Can't let that bullshit spread
Since I done figured em out
Gotta keep that bullshit dead
This king shit, I been kingin' bitch
I'm all about the bread
Hate to be bearer of bad news
But all hero's don't wear capes
Remove the top put it in my face
Then it's liable to be a rainy day
Trapped in a room and you can't escape
You try and scream I'll grab the tape
Not thick enough, I need a different shape
I mean a different shade, like a shade of grey
I mean a shade away with a different face
So bipolar with a bitter taste
Where should I put it, think I got a place
With a Gucci plate, I'm smelling great
I'm not a joker, no crazy eight
I don't really like to carry weight
I'm swerving I'm not thinking straight
I really wasn't trying to leave a trace
I mean wall to wall like I'm throwing freight
Like an 18 wheeler going through a gate
My flow catchy like a fishing bait
Only spitting fire guess what I ate
Always sweeping shit, claws like a rake
No friends needed, got a full plate
When it's bout money, I ain't never late
Back to the plate, need a clean slate
What I'm trying to say is
It's kinda hard when I got shit stuff in a crate
It's obvious and I really hate
That you still hiding shit in a safe
Ima G and I'm keeping faith
That one day I'll be the face
Lemme translate, better buckle up
I'm going faster than the interstate
Definition of a king, going right off with his head
Since I done figured these **** out
Can't let that bullshit spread
Since I done figured em out
Gotta keep that bullshit dead
This king shit, I been kingin' bitch
I'm all about the bread
Definition of a king, going right off with his head
Since I done figured these **** out
Can't let that bullshit spread
Since I done figured em out
Gotta keep that bullshit dead
This king shit, I been kingin' bitch
I'm all about the bread
Written by: Tevin Toriano Walls
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