Spread the Word (Intro)
Ay
Spreadin' the word
Reverend Savage
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Open that good book up
We gone take it to Kruger
Chapter one, verse three
And we could take it back to 2010
Young nigga all his life all he know is sin (Look)
And he ain't have no dividends
He was runnin' up in houses trying to bring 'em in
That was back when a nigga had to walk up
Now the house on a hill I got to park up
This year I might go missing for three months
You can't mumble when you spread the word, speak up
Last year I really found out that life was crazy
Year before that bitch tried to trap me with a baby
I know a nigga so crazy he'll kill a baby
I be facing woods thinkin' bout my nigga Lazie
Look, I be facing woods thinkin' bout my nigga Lazie
Thot bitch really tried to trap me with a baby
Know a nigga so crazy he'll kill a baby
One day I was just sittin' here contemplating
I put it all together like a compilation
The left and the right that's a combination
I don't fuck with old niggas I'm a 90's baby
I'm just spreadin' the word
Go
Uh, I'm just spreadin' the word
Savage, look
Savage, ay
Savage Savage Savage
They say put the guns down but it's some Glocks in here
Cause' everybody got some opps in here
That boy TMONEY got some thots in here
JocDaP rollin' opps in here
Lil Nightmare to the left of me
So you should watch how you step to me
I know you see Treymac in that background
You don't wanna hear that Mac sound
Spreadin' the word
Reverend Savage
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Open that good book up
We gone take it to Kruger
Chapter one, verse three
And we could take it back to 2010
Young nigga all his life all he know is sin (Look)
And he ain't have no dividends
He was runnin' up in houses trying to bring 'em in
That was back when a nigga had to walk up
Now the house on a hill I got to park up
This year I might go missing for three months
You can't mumble when you spread the word, speak up
Last year I really found out that life was crazy
Year before that bitch tried to trap me with a baby
I know a nigga so crazy he'll kill a baby
I be facing woods thinkin' bout my nigga Lazie
Look, I be facing woods thinkin' bout my nigga Lazie
Thot bitch really tried to trap me with a baby
Know a nigga so crazy he'll kill a baby
One day I was just sittin' here contemplating
I put it all together like a compilation
The left and the right that's a combination
I don't fuck with old niggas I'm a 90's baby
I'm just spreadin' the word
Go
Uh, I'm just spreadin' the word
Savage, look
Savage, ay
Savage Savage Savage
They say put the guns down but it's some Glocks in here
Cause' everybody got some opps in here
That boy TMONEY got some thots in here
JocDaP rollin' opps in here
Lil Nightmare to the left of me
So you should watch how you step to me
I know you see Treymac in that background
You don't wanna hear that Mac sound
Credits
Writer(s): Tony Mcgee
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