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propheta - don’t want to go platinum lyrics

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[verse]
young propheta, where the f-ck you been at?
sorry, i’ve been workin’ puttin’ vegas on map
switched the flow up now these n-gg-s all mad
then i call them out now these n-gg-s wanna lag
scared cause’ i got the glock, i don’t keep it in a backpack
backpedal to your crib, hanging out where the feds at
now i know never put no trust in a snitch
act up again, i’ll pull off your b-tch
during dark, with the clique
all my n-gg-s with the sh-ts
all your n-gg-s just a b-tch
scared to hold the glock cause’ my fingers will twitch
now when my n-gg- tells me to shoot, i’ll ask which one
got my lines full of puns
n-gg-s tried to k!ll me, that’s why i keep a gun
puttin’ limits on a b-tch, now that’s not fun
my b-tch a virgin, call that b-tch christian
diamonds on my neck, that’s why the sh-t glistening
called up interscope, told them n-gg-s listen
couple years later, watch me go platinum
don’t wanna go gold, don’t wanna go silver
i’m gonna be a gentleman and take her to dinner
couple days later, i’mma f-ck on her sister
dig in that p-ssy, i’m an evil sinister
k!ller, now they bitter and triggered
cause’ i taught her how to be a stripper
how to get that cake, taught how to be a winner
with the caliber i deliver, you know no one sicker
if you wanna die, mess with me, get done it quicker

don’t wanna go gold, don’t wanna go silver
gotta hide the bodies while i k!ll all these rappers
i got all these bodies, keep me warm in the winter
hit you in the face, all my lines feel like splinters
i don’t gotta yell, i’ll murder you with a whisper

whisper, sent off and left off
you a person no one even heard of
so no one gonna know when you leave us
when you leave us, except the feds though
cause’ yall two linked, you wear the shoes
you can never fit in mine cause a n-gg- wanna shine
all you wanna do is smoke tree, drink wine
live a rich n-gg- life, doing nothing
how you gonna do it when you sit at home blushin
hoping your momma go to work, so you can look stuntin’
got no time for a b-tch, my minute hand faster than usual
switched the flow four times, man, this sh-t crucial
rubbin’ on my genitals
don’t even want platinum anymore, just let me go emerald
i’ve already went dumb on this beat, i got an extra chromosome
i got delivery, not pizza hut but it’s digiorno
i got a video of my ex when we filmed a p-rno
man, sh-t was normal, sorry though

don’t wanna go platinum, i just want to go emerald
established my name in the game, i think that it’s settled
ain’t n-body on my level, how many times i got to write with my pencil
that if you’re not careful, you’ll be looking down my barrel



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