Milliyaun - Spread Thin [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[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 shore
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
Click 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 Bitch 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 nobody 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. Fanali please address me by my real name
These rappers lames
It’s gon be me up on the stage!


(Outro freestyle)