Starving ft. Milli K Lyrics

I'm so sick and tired of the way that things have been

I keep praying I'm gon' make it, spending all that I have left

Now my taste is too expensive, got no option but be rich

Couple acquaintances said I got this shit, I need to persist

Well so it goes, I'm running from my fear

I'm starving, sorry if I'm distant dear

I feel like I should just quit like every year

Stop the tripping, I remember why the fuck they put me here

Milli

K

I'm hungry I'm coming in ready

I'm starving I'm coming in heavy

I'm grinding I'm keeping it steady

Like none of these niggas is ready

We used to be pushing out chevys

I swear that this shit could get murky

The game that we playing is dirty

And niggas don't make it till 30

My niggas they shoot it like curry

Its Milli and Bolt yea we certy these bitches is nervy

None of you niggas is hot

Talking that shit but you not

Bolt action not a glock

Bolt action in the spot

Milli Bolt never flop

I swear I been waiting on niggas

They talking about figures and bitches

They talking bout switches and triggers

They talking bout drillings and killings it's funny cuz nobody and shooting and all of em broke

Woah, woah

Milli came in with the flow

Nigga like where did you go

Haven't heard this one before

Slipping im creeping up slow

Shadows so nobody know

Half a song know you want more

Milli and Bolt that's a foe

Milli and Bolt spitting fye

Niggas is top we ain't 5

Hitting the spot like a 9

Nigga I'm feeling the high

Milli is back I ain't die

BG I'm staying alive

Look in the back of the ride

BIG GUNS that's a vibe

Shit is not sweet but u popping the rocks

I got the drip from my face to my socks

Imma get rich cuz I think out the box

Bitch I'm a shark cuz I'm growing my stock

Shout-out those niggas who hoped I would flop

Love to make music I ain't from the block

Shout out my niggas I met at the spot

Wheeling and dealing we made that shit rock

Those days are over I'm really on top

Tap in with God his power unlock

Try catch me slipping I still got the knock

Check my boy Logan the best on the rock

Well so it goes, I'm running from my fear

I'm starving, sorry if I'm distant dear

I feel like I should just quit like every year

Stop the tripping, I remember why the fuck they put me here

Ay, what I told them? I said

Give me just one chance, no I won't let nobody down

Fuck a janky little bar performance I need Rolling Loud

Told my family this the one way we gon' make it out

Some shit deeper than the clothes, cars, money fuck that clout

I'm a gun slinging boy in the west type muhfucker

I'mma whip a tank like a Tex type muhfucker

If they want problems, I don't text type muhfuckers

I don't even got the breathe for these muhfuckers Ah

Slide for the gang like some kids in the snow

Tell the bartender fill me up a double Rum and coke

With a lime on the side, hear a siren gotta go

Fuck the red white and blue's they ain't catching me Fasho

But Fasho

Bitch I'm starving over here, just tryna make it

And my success coming for me I can fucking taste it

I done told to my momma one day I'm gon' to be famous

I'll be eating caviar, gold wrapped but no playlist

I'm amazing I'm a blazing glory but we don't go down

Less I'm with a fine honey, off her body doin' rounds

Make a mess in the club for em, speakers on my sound

Make way for the young king coming for the crown