TRICITO - Silver Platter Lyrics

I ain't sane no more
A nigga tryna spit the truth they tell me say no more
These the lines I don't save no more
Silver platters we don't want that fish filet no more
I ain't sane no more
A nigga tryna spit the truth they tell me say no more
These the lines I don't save no more
Silver platters we don't want that fish filet now boy
They say be careful what you wish for cause you just might get it
Well critics, tell them niggas I want it bad
Dressed in Louis Vuitton my girl got Gucci bags
My niggas test drive they own cars never crash
When you rich you gotta lawn, you broke you got gas
You rich you got scarves, you broke you got rags, it don't matter
A nigga from Ft. Wayne spittin' his own slang
Sit down enjoy the soothing music of my soul plate
Please sir wait your turn my niggas is on stage
They love my soul trays they say Rally's so fake
Cross contamination they spit is dangerous
Yo fish filet could never hang with my steak you shrimp
And I ain't even write this down I just paced a bit
Foldin' dress shirts in JCPennys ain't makin' shit
I see why Kanye wanna go outerspace cause shit
If you could have the oatmeal why take the grits?
I ain't sane no more
A nigga tryna spit the truth they tell me say no more
These the lines I don't save no more
Silver platters we don't want that fish filet no more
I ain't sane no more
A nigga tryna spit the truth they tell me say no more
These the lines I don't save no more
Silver platters we don't want that fish filet now boy
I gotta passion for rappin' I still want riches
Shoutout to my Dad he got me driving a Benz and
Shout out to my Mom she taught me all about bitches
And shout out to the niggas who give a f*ck bout lyrics
Who give a f*ck bout workin' hard who give a f*ck bout winnin'
Who give a f*ck about they team and when they start they finish
Kritical told me grind hard I know he wants his dinner
Militia want them silver platters y'all don't hear me
Them five star entrees, is a metaphor for them diamonds they flossin'
Sorta like my teeth in the morning when I'm flossin', God I'm f*ckin' awesome
And they could never take this from me it's locked in my skull fam
So don't get full off no appetizer, we still got a whole CD to go
You eatin' at my restaurant you him' need your soul
Otherwise you won't hear the truth the taste will behold
Cost as much as gold, they say Playaa killin' shit like I ain't even know
They say I belong at the top and I ain't even rose, give me black roses
Actin' so niggerish through these black poses
So let my music free the people like I'm Moses
You can have silver platters too, just focus
Don't let them hatin' niggas shoot ya dreams
I gotta dish of motivation Bon appetite
I ain't sane no more
A nigga tryna spit the truth they tell me say no more
These the lines I don't save no more
Silver platters we don't want that fish filet no more
I ain't sane no more
A nigga tryna spit the truth they tell me say no more
These the lines I don't save no more
Silver platters we don't want that fish filet now boy