Silver Spoon

By TYTE

On Sincerely 3, Pt. I

Released on June 19, 2020

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[Intro]

(Think we found a loophole)


[Chorus]

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 [?] watchin' me, gotta get real to heal (Can't you tell?)

I was raised inside the streets, I ain't have a silver spoon


[Verse 1]

Bag alert (Bag alert)

[?] 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

[?] 'phetamines, all we pop is Percs (Come on)

All I know is gettin' money

Niggas'll [?] you like a [?] later (Yeah)

I done did some things inside this world I'm kind of feelin' crazy ([?] I'm feelin' crazy)

Pull up in that new Mercedes

Talkin' to the baddest lady (Come here)

[?] fornicatin'

I don't do the conversation (It's tight)


[Chorus]

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 [?] watchin' me, gotta get real to heal (Can't you tell?)

I was raised inside the streets, I ain't have a silver spoon


[Verse 2]

Niggas talk [?]

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

[?] 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? It's tight)


[Chorus]

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 [?] watchin' me, gotta get real to heal (Can't you tell?)

I was raised inside the streets, I ain't have a silver spoon