Milliyaun - Spread Thin lyrics

[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 b**h 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. Fan*li please address me by my real name These rappers lames It's gon be me up on the stage! (Outro freestyle)