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TYTE - Silver Spoon şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: TYTE

albüm: Sincerely 3, Pt. I


I got niggas locked away inside a cubicle (Inside a cell)
I got niggas run away, I 'tend they funerals (Ooh they fell)
Baby mama, she so crazy, I can't live without you (I'm so scared)
I've been prayin' for them blessings, I need a miracle (Off a bell)
I've been running with them feelings since 'bout middle school (Yeah)
It's so blessed that I made it out, I ain't that lyrical (Oh for real)
Niggas pocket watchin' me, gotta get real to heal (Can't you tell)
I was raised inside the streets, I ain't have a silver spoon
Bag alert (Bag alert)
I've been feelin' some way
Tryna get this paper first (Yeah)
It ain't been the same since I got a deal, this shit occurred (It's tight)
I was on the curb
I ain't go to church
I just knew that shit would work
Plenty 'phetamines, all we pop is Percs (Come on)
All I know is gettin' money
Niggas will tell you I'm like a Cannolator (Yeah)
I done did some things inside this world I'm kind of feelin' crazy
Pull up in that new Mercedes
Talkin' to the baddest lady (Come here)
Babe, I love fornicatin'
I don't do the conversation (It's tight)
I got niggas locked away inside a cubicle (Inside a cell)
I got niggas run away, I 'tend they funerals (Ooh they fell)
Baby mama, she so crazy, I can't live without you (I'm so scared)
I've been prayin' for them blessings, I need a miracle (Off a bell)
I've been running with them feelings since 'bout middle school (Yeah)
It's so blessed that I made it out, I ain't that lyrical (Oh for real)
Niggas pocket watchin' me, gotta get real to heal (Can't you tell)
I was raised inside the streets, I ain't have a silver spoon
Niggas talk doubt, doubt, doubt
But your partner doin' bad (Ha)
How the fuck he doin' bad, I thought you had all the cash
Ol' flexin' ass nigga
Ol' broke ass nigga
Always talkin' 'bout you got it
I ain't seen none of that nigga
Oh, you the crab in the bucket
Oh, you think them hoes love it
Oh, they finesse yo' dumb ahh
Blast yo' fuck ass in public
Niggas be actin', don't they (Actin')
Until you pull up on 'em (Pull up on 'em)
Niggas really bitches (Yeah)
Had them like they Superwoman (Come on)
Niggas takin' chances everyday, tryna come up on somethin' (Yeah)
Niggas losin' cases, I wish I can pay it for 'em (Chain gang)
Crackers give you ten years for stealin' dental floss (Huh?)
How the fuck you get ten years for breakin' in a bitch house (It's crazy, ain't it)
I got niggas locked away inside a cubicle (Inside a cell)
I got niggas run away, I 'tend they funerals (Ooh they fell)
Baby mama, she so crazy, I can't live without you (I'm so scared)
I've been prayin' for them blessings, I need a miracle (Off a bell)
I've been running with them feelings since 'bout middle school (Yeah)
It's so blessed that I made it out, I ain't that lyrical (Oh for real)
Niggas pocket watchin' me, gotta get real to heal (Can't you tell)
I was raised inside the streets, I ain't have a silver spoon

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