letra de silver platter - typ-o (iowa)
(verse)
swear to god that god is always good/
two bad b-tches, they wanna come over i would f-ck em if i could/
but im out gettin, all my money up to take the hood out the hood/
i do sh-t different, collected all the dragon b-lls and wished a n-gga would/
and i’m minted
probably why they love me at the dentist/
n-gga my mentality is vintage/
you can tell my lines and rhymes best the test of time/
’cause n-ggas cop the craft like issa post on pintrest/
do it all sober n-gga i ain’t been trippin/
mama i been smokin, i ain’t been sippin/
even tho im smellin like potent/
thats the residue of a poet/
(hook)
last night a n-gga asked me/
will i be trapped in this city then i asked is that really such a bad thing/
the silver platters for the takin ima take it and dedicate it to past kings/
or maybe make it to the point they say i made it then the city gon have things/
you know it
(verse)
all these artists is artificial and unofficial/
and i can tell that you bout it but i ain’t f-ckin wichu/
you feelin stupid when all of these lucid lyrics hit you/
’cause my professions a blessin it put the spirit in you/
the fear of the lord im feelin it more/
than the fear of a human being wit a gun or a sword/
so all aboard, you rollin wit the carnivore/
and im attackin by fire ’cause thats the art of war/
real n-gga dont stop/
go hard till i drop/
all these half -ss n-ggas ain’t hot/
this a ia bop/
this the real hiphop/
i ain’t f-ckin wit the filters and the photoshop/
im a smooth young kid/
i ain’t gota tell a fib/
just to get a lil spin/
sh-t i dont know
what n-ggas thought this was/
tryna get a lil buzz im the one fina steal the whole show/
(hook)
last night a n-gga asked me/
will i be trapped in this city then i asked is that really such a bad thing/
the silver platters for the takin ima take it and dedicate it to past kings/
or maybe make it to the point they say i made it then the city gon have things/
you know it
my moms white my dads black/
but i’m black and thats that/
matter fact don’t ask that/
ima pro and i ain’t talkin bout ascap/
little n-gga where you from wuchu done/
i ain’t never standin still but im never gona run/
from the city in the middle of the map
fina put these n-ggas on and im only 21/
i made the beat i made the heat/
i gota whole team and we never taste defeat/
was gave the street but i was meant for greater things/
i’m on the throne and i won’t ever lose the seat/
king speech/
all these other n-ggas too sweet i see/
came up out the pit like the seed of a peach/
don’t throw shade ’cause that sh-t too weak/
but they gets no shine i got all the uv/
you know it
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