Lyrics:
addict, she want mo' fame
I used to starve, now I'm blowing up like propane
Told my inner-self, "I promise you I won't change"
We make it hot up on yo
I starve
Every day it was hard, I been golden since the start
Duckin' feds, runnin' the cars
In the streets ain't no awards
So this Rollie be my
Cook that shit up Quay
I come from the 'partments it was bad
Ramen noodles, cup of water all we had
It's like you gon' eat or you gon' starve
the money I'm impatient
Attention, you are in the presence of a gangsta
Goin' hard or you starve, I don't see no sense in waitin'
A gangsta, all this pain,
out the streets now
I'm just tryna make it through the week
You know the trenches ain't no place for the weak now
You gon' starve if your ass don't
starve imma always eat
Like G Herbo said imma humble
Beast imma do right eternally niggas
Thinking they gone worry me bitches
Wanna keep on curving me when
world can take the pain away
It's almost over
It's almost over so you don't have to starve
All you ever wanted was to be loved
But how far will you go
Not feeling sorry if i make u feel this way
In the city niggas starve js to see another day
Ill be flying with t
Not feeling sorry if i make u feel
Girl you looking out of sight
Just tryna starve my appetite
I’m just tryna starve my appetite
Verse 1:
It’s Calvin Hill baby
Riddle me this
If you
We´ve blurred the lines between
Between our wants and needs
Oh, lust has never let us starve
But in return it took our hearts
We´ve blurred the lines
gang and we run on anybody
Bring our own bag, we were born to gurn and not
Return but first the world will starve and burn
When I hit up
well I used to starve
Cos it’s thanks to you I feel like a star
It’s thanks to you I feel like a man
Yea I’m grateful to all my fans
Before the music
I
Al Geno on the al Geno on the track
Put me on my feet again if I lose it all
Is we gon' starve or we gon' eat again?
Put me on my feet again
(You
color jewels, oh, ayy
Pullin' up in a Wraith, 'member
When I used to starve, ayy
Louis up on my waist, runnin'
Up pockets, lookin' large, ayy
On the beat,
Stack a Starve, we takin' this bitch up to Mars
Yeah, Stack a Starve, used to put loose change in my jars
Yeah, swing or miss, city girl got me
surely starve here)
(I don't think that we should go) who knows what they'll do to us (don't, you must go without)
We are hated in Egypt (me, we will
survive, country folk can survive
Because you can't starve us out and you can't make us run
'Cause we're them ol' boys raised on shotguns
We say grace
Don't you let my good girl catch you here
Don't you let my good girl catch you here
She might shoot you, may cut ya and starve you too
Ain't no
bide my time
Cause when I see that union man walking down the street
He's the man who decides if I live or I die, if I starve, or I eat
Then he
bide my time
'Cos when I see that union man walking down the street
He's the man who decides if I live or I die, if I starve, or I eat
Then he walks
Don't you let my good girl catch you here
Don't you let my good girl catch you here
She might shoot you, may cut ya and starve you too
Ain't no
survive, country folk can survive
Because you can't starve us out and you can't make us run
'Cause we're them ol' boys raised on shotguns
We say grace
country folk can survive
Because you can't starve us out and you can't make us run
'Cause we're them ol' boys raised on shotguns
We say grace and we
what you can give
I would rather starve than eat your bread
I would rather run but I can't walk
Guess I'll lay alone just like before
I'll take
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