Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Platinum , by - Z-Ro. Release date: 28.02.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Platinum |
| Cause I’ve been dropping hits, since ten years ago |
| Trying to do it legal, and not slang yayo |
| If I can’t get it legal, to the corner I go |
| I never took pride, in slanging cocaine |
| Never could get a job, but needed some mo' change |
| C.d.'s wasn’t selling, because I had no name |
| Nothing but a t-shirt, no piece no chain |
| Too many times, I was ready to give up |
| Run up in a bank, and say this is a stick-up |
| Put my pain on records, and record sales picked up |
| The tears I done shed, led me to the big bucks |
| 2000 and 4, I ain’t broke no mo' |
| Cause God is my life jacket, when I sink solo |
| I went to a hundred thousand, from a whole fo' |
| So all you haters hate me, as I make a little mo' |
| I’m going platinum this time, (this time-this time) |
| I think you fellas, better respect my mind (mind-mind) |
| I’m here to collect my pennies, my nickels and my dimes (my dimes-my dimes) |
| And ain’t nobody gonna block out my shine (shine-shine) |
| They got me living in a '56, Mass L |
| My locker full of commsary, and my fan mail |
| My city saying Z-Ro, what you gon do when you get out of jail |
| I can’t do no mo' pyrexes, no mo' scales |
| Trying to make a million dollas, off my melody |
| Couldn’t see it coming, so I caught a state-jail felony |
| F-1 bunk twelve, there resides the stars |
| Special thanks to love, cause «I Hate U Bitch» climbed me to the top of the |
| charts |
| Being free, is like being on lock |
| Niggas still kick it with ya, but try to get some of what ya got |
| I ain’t never seen, so many feminine men |
| Swear to God they holding in the world, but ain’t nobody seeing dividends |
| That ain’t the life of me, I had to get it |
| Might not be rich in the present, but I’ma be rich in a minute |
| Cause I got three Cuzos sitting up high, rolling 24's |
| Screaming A.B.N. |
| get in the do', waiting for Ro |
| Jealousy and envy, play a major role |
| Everytime a playa, try to get his pockets swoll |
| Somebody said I did this, and said I did that |
| Even told homicide, I pushed the homie’s wig back |
| They don’t wanna see, a nigga make it out of poverty |
| When will they realize, God is running with me ain’t no stopping me |
| Probably never will, so keep on trying |
| You can clip my wings, but I see happiness in the sky so I’ma keep on flying |
| Until I find, a rested place |
| So many battle scars, blood on my chest and face |
| Whether I’m working or rapping 24/7, me and Satan be scrapping |
| He want my soul, but I ain’t gon let it happen |
| Even if I lose my life, trying to chase my dream |
| Whoever do me, gon have hell when they face my team |
| I got them same three Cuzos holding me down, if I ain’t coming back |
| Bet they bury me with g-stacks, plus a platinum plack |