Sanusi - Platinum in the Streets

(I said fuck a grammy as long as I go Platinum in the Streets)
(I'm tryin' to get rich and slide a Phantom through the streets)
I said fuck a grammy as long as I go Platinum in the Streets
I'm tryin' to get rich and slide a Phantom through the streets
I'm like the voice of the trenches writing anthems for the streets
I seen a lot so I won't forget what happened in the streets
Fuck a grammy as long as I go Platinum in the Streets
I'm tryin' to get rich and slide a Phantom through the streets
I'm like the voice of the trenches writing anthems for the streets
I seen a lot so I won't forget what happened in the streets
I'll forever leave my heart in the slums until they kill me and I'll always put my pain into these songs until they feel me
Every time I'm in the booth I speak the truth this the real me
The hood left me scarred I'm just praying God heal me
But no matter what happens I can promise you that we thuggin' still
Couple niggas want me gone so I'm clutchin' still
Got it out the mud I'm turning nothing into something still but I ain't rich so I'm hustling still
It's forever fuck the opps for my dawg you know we bussin' still
Even though you gone I promise you that we stuntin' still
Racks all in my jeans but I'm moving like I'm struggling still and I ain't stopping 'til I touch a mil
Fuck a grammy I only get my trophies from the slums (Yeah)
Grew up on that corner I learned the game from the bums (Yeah)
I been chasing after bread cause I got tired of eating crumbs (Yeah)
Put some money where my heart used to be hoping it numbs
Fuck a grammy as long as I go Platinum in the Streets
I'm tryin' to get rich and slide a Phantom through the streets
I'm like the voice of the trenches writing anthems for the streets
I seen a lot so I won't forget what happened in the streets
Fuck a grammy as long as I go Platinum in the Streets
I'm tryin' to get rich and slide a Phantom through the streets
I'm like the voice of the trenches writing anthems for the streets
I seen a lot so I won't forget what happened in the streets
Remember nights up in the trap the only friend I had was my strap
And the roaches that was crawling on my lap
I'm tryin' to make it out so now I rap
Put some water on my wrist and it ain't tap
For the gang I'll put my hood up on the map
Came a long way from hittin' them missions in all black and for that cheese I was stuffing some shells inside a mac
Now we finally went from rags to some racks and it ain't no going back
From the gutters now nigga look where we at (Where we at)
Still got some niggas stuck in Section 8, I know some niggas who be selling weight
And I know some niggas up at heaven's gates
Sippin' on this lean cause it sets me straight
Looking for a ride or die I need a Dreka to my Kevin Gates
Fuck a grammy as long as I go Platinum in the Streets
I'm tryin' to get rich and slide a Phantom through the streets
I'm like the voice of the trenches writing anthems for the streets
I seen a lot so I won't forget what happened in the streets
Fuck a grammy as long as I go Platinum in the Streets
I'm tryin' to get rich and slide a Phantom through the streets
I'm like the voice of the trenches writing anthems for the streets
I seen a lot so I won't forget what happened in the streets (What happened in the streets)
(Yeah what happened in the streets)
(I'm just tryin' to go Platinum in the Streets)

Written by:
Jeremiah Sanusi

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