Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Platinum, artist - Spose. Album song Nonperishable, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 30.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Preposterously Dank
Song language: English
Platinum |
| Hey, hey |
| I always outwork 'em, they wish I would take a vacay |
| I’ve been grinding for this shit since I was in the eighth grade |
| I remember running out of money before pay day |
| Okay everybody on the right side of the class |
| Say «I can’t be stressin' 'bout things I can’t control» since I’m ten years old |
| I’ve been tryna go platinum |
| Since mister Peliquin had me read my shit up in front the class |
| Knew I’d get the plaque platinum |
| Look I orchestrated this whole shit |
| I know you wish I would go quit |
| I had this mic in my tentacles since I was ten years old |
| Get off my whole dick |
| I am a beast, you could be our guest |
| Sick of writing checks to the IRS |
| I’m self made off rap what’s next? |
| You should let me go and spit it off on flex 'cause |
| I’m 'fraid I might leave it in 500 pieces |
| Divided from speakin' 'cause I am a demon |
| I’ll rhyme and my reason providing my people |
| A chance to unwind when they drive in the evening |
| My Spotify climb while my checks sublime |
| My of time is often high |
| Good for you, I’m exercised |
| When I’m, don’t ostracize |
| Who’s next in line? |
| Huh? |
| I ain’t leavin' this spot |
| I just wanna take it somewhere |
| Where we take it to the top |
| I just freestyle this part |
| 'Cause this flow is fucking easy |
| I’ll be in the state of Maine |
| If you motherfuckers need me, yelling |
| Hey, hey |
| I always outwork 'em, they wish I would take a vacay |
| I’ve been grinding for this shit since I was in the eighth grade |
| I remember running out of money before pay day |
| Okay now all the ghosts of the dead students say |
| Everyday has been a quarantine since I was 14 |
| 'Cause I was tryna go platinum |
| Now I ain’t seen 'em in who knows how long, when I see 'em I tell 'em |
| I’m still just tryna go platinum |
| I just filled my house with plants because I like 'em more than people (Way |
| more) |
| I’m living too fast, a digital dash, I take the corners with a speed boost |
| Can’t live in the past, but isn’t it sad? |
| If only you could see you |
| I’ve seen too many split from their soul, I call 'em cheap shoes |
| But not me though, hot chicks used to let me copy though |
| 'Cause they knew my name, but yet I rap like they forgot me though |
| I need my dick sucked at my desk while she cookin' gnocchi slow |
| And she say «are you free later?» |
| It’s a probably no |
| Nothing’s cheap and just to speak, you’d never find me broke |
| I need champagne spraying and a marching band before I start to stand |
| The definition of persistence is me with my art in hand, bro |
| Just keep looking, just keep looking, just keep looking |
| Hey, hey |
| I always outwork 'em, they wish I would take a vacay |
| I’ve been grinding for this shit since I was in the eighth grade |
| I remember running out of money before pay day |
| Okay everybody on the right side of the class |
| Say «I can’t be stressin' 'bout things I can’t control» since I’m ten years old |
| I’ve been tryna go platinum |