Z-ro - Platinum - Sözleri

[Z-Ro] 

Bout time, they opened up the do' for Z-Ro 

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' 



[Hook] 

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) 



[Z-Ro] 

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 

Niggaz 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 'causeos sitting up high, rolling 24's 

Screaming A.B.N. get in the do', waiting for Ro 



[Hook] 



[Z-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 'causeos holding me down, if I ain't coming back 

Bet they bury me with g-stacks, plus a platinum plack 



[Hook - 2x]












		
			



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