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Wall 2 Wall
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Wall 2 Wall was released on March 19, 2025 by Vibers Entertainment as a part of the album Wall 2 Wall - Single
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Release DateMarch 19, 2025
LabelVibers Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Vino Rose
Vino Rose
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Vino Rose
Vino Rose
Songwriter

Lyrics

We gat one with this one, Melody
I swear if I could take it back on moms, you know I would
I'd bury all these problems in this bottle if I could
Our history don't mean nothing if that chemistry ain't good
I ain't trying to see no therapist, I'd rather talk to wood
I'm tired of coping with this pain
Tired of hearing **** say, "The sun gon' come after the rain"
I done walked a million miles, spent these bottles, ain't shit changed
Only thing that ever changes, I finally learned the game
I done learned it all
These **** sour, never sweet, they jacked for other moms
When they come to earn it from your problems, I want wall to wall
I feel like Brown when he was young, I always knew how to ball
I'd rather walk the plank before I trust you, bro
Knew she would get hot, kept my faith in God
Holdin' just a pawn, I never overplayed my part
How you choose to love a **** who can't even give his all?
Bookin' flights to text you on the beach with broken hearts
Kibbe Z, I thought these songs would bring me Marley back
I still ain't found my dog (whoa)
Shit ain't in my family, they still ignoring my calls (whoa)
Cocaine for the money, and it still ain't break the fuck (whoa)
There 20 on my wrist and I can tell the time at all (whoa)
Wax is staring out on me to load
Heavy on my pivot, I can fall about my growth
**** feel the top, the hos ain't tripping, let them snooze
I'ma flyest ****, I feel like Neil up on the moon
Way before I had these diamonds, I made one shining
Walk up out of the Ivy Yon, my shit exotic
I book all my flights in private, I got anxiety
Every time I think of granny, I lose my sobriety
Can't put that pain behind me
I swear if I could take it back on moms, you know I would
I'd bury all these problems in this bottle if I could
Our history don't mean nothing if that chemistry ain't good
I ain't trying to see no therapist, I'd rather talk to wood
I'm tired of coping with this pain
Tired of hearing **** say, "The sun gon' come after the rain"
I done walked a million miles, pinned these photos, ain't shit changed
Only thing that ever changed is I finally learned the game
I done learned it all, these **** sour, never sweet
They jacked for all the moms
When they come to earn it from your problems
I want wall to wall
Written by: Vino Rose
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