Lyrics:
nigga's coming out the archives
Attention so thick, you could cut it whith a sharp knife
Not to mention my clique, we starving apartheid
My middle name is
toward
What I said I'd do I gave my whole life for it
Never went to school Ferris Bueller
When I was starving now my belly fuller
Got me thinking
playing
Why we always reaching for the birds
Little homie starving on the curb
They be talking to us never words
Only time you see him on a shirt
Is that
to break those borders down
There's too much sufferation
We're all one in creation yeah
How do you feel when you see those people starving
Digging
guess they're out here
Tryna see what they take.
Meet in the middle
I wish we could start again.
Starving the kid but hungers gotta fade.
Cos most
just want my money longer
You hustling backwards
You starving with dummies
You niggas live on the corner
I never could trust em as far as I see em
That's
nothing I'm loud boy eh
Been on the block for a minute it's real
I'm starving to fuck up the game for a sec
Fuck all these labels won't give me a deal
It's
Family
Friends
You call
And then I'm gone time and time again
Gotta get to place
Where I can hear you
Lately I've been feeble
Starving to hear a message
None of it is don’t think it ever mattered
Selling my heart, she bought the whole platter
Took every last piece of the pie
I was starving by myself bitch
ain't starving at home
See the devil in your glance
Since the ghetto we been friends, forever real intelligence
That's forever 'til the end
I peep
And right when I breathe
The wanna drug test me
And the worst thing is that
It's low paying
I guess that I am now an artist that
Is now starving
Cuz I ain't
understand the privilege of the man
I just think there has to be a different way to handle it
Cats in Colombia starving
They giving Nobel Peace Prizes for
mine
I'm sick of starving just to feel alive
That's the way it feels on the outside
often making sacrifices so other people feel fine
Then we look
would, if it was that or starving
Summertime in my city pure carnage
The pain we had to harness
Seen gangstas shed tears as they holding on to they nigga
Hunnid
Eight Hunnid, Eight Hunnid
This the belly of the beast and it had trapped us inside
I was starving had no choice but eat these rappers alive
Mapped
he can never give my loving
He can never do you like I do you in my dining
He can never feed your soul whenever you starving
All these 16s can put
hauled in
You lames starving fuck that name calling
Cause ma game's balling nigga James Hardin
it as a lost, you count me out, What's your choice? (What's your choice?)
Why everybody snacking?, I come with the main course (Uh)
Starving for that
fat but you blessed, people hungry
What you don't see those children on tv, starving and bony
You phony, would they complain if they could eat half that
starving for meth, i don't want sesh while i'm parking my Benz
And it hurts me to see, half of my g's getting burnt like the weed
We're turning to freaks
on cyrub
It is what it is real life no be beans
Have seen people make it big even with no degrees
Have seen graduates with masters starving for the papers
Bacardi
Don't know where to end or where I started
But I'm leaving with a girl who look like Barbie
And I'm not drowning but I swear I'm starving
Got
djing free shows
I don't wanna be a starving artist forever whoa
Trying to build something bigger you don't get that
I got these big plans and I'm up for
Bust on her face I ain’t sorry
Might pull up in a Ferrari
And that’s your bitch oh my pardon
I’m eating good and you starving
I’m eating good lil nigga
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