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 fuck bout lyrics

Who give a fuck bout workin' hard who give a fuck bout winnin'

Who give a fuck 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 fuckin' 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