Spose - I'm Starving lyrics

rate me

Ain't shit changed still bony no bowflex

Googling some titties while my girl won't give me throat sex , swag

Stressing, strung out, kotex

Wishing I can get my money back from my old checks

American proletariat derelict no inheritance heiresses think my lyrics is embarrassing

I'm the stoner Spider Man ripping chemical vitamins

Spit it general cypher and gripping emerald heinekens

I sold LP's smoked lb's

You smell me? that's Wells, beach

I'm on my soil chilling on a winters night

I ran out of oil, that's that shit I don't like

Came in the game with a brain not an amulet

I need the cannabis not what is on the mannequin

I'm procreated so you know I need the money

Must've saw me looking scrawny and they thought he wasn't hungry

[Hook]

I'm starving, I'm starving

Shit I'll eat all the food in your apartment

I'm starving, I'm starving

I might even eat the shit up out the garbage

I'm starving, I'm starving

I'll eat the whole turkey you ain't gotta carve it

I'm starving, I'm starving

I'll eat the walls and the ceiling and the carpet

Yo it's that ugly white rapper, no not Paul Wall

But the one from the north who doesn't say aw yaw

I got a ten sack that's like eight more balls

And I'm gonna blow trees until the acorns fall

It's like I'm riding in a beemer

When I'm in a Nissan with Ryan Peters on the speakers

Same shit, people that I came with

Still up in Maine bitch I ain't that famous

And this isn't commercial

But it would be if I hadn't been dropped from Universal

They say you gotta pay to fly

You want filets on a plane and them stakes is high

So I'm sitting at McDonalds I don't got a dollar

I be spitting enemies and got saliva out the bottle

I'm procreated so you know I need the money

Must've saw me looking scrawny and they thought he wasn't hungry

[Hook]

I'm starving, I'm starving

Shit I'll eat all the food in your apartment

I'm starving, I'm starving

I might even eat the shit up out the garbage

I'm starving, I'm starving

I'll eat the whole turkey you ain't gotta carve it

I'm starving, I'm starving

I'll eat the walls and the ceiling and the carpet

This is east to Eden mixed with reasonable doubt

Made an album for the label but they never put it out

Paid my dues now I'm waiting on a couch

Made enough off rap for down payments on a house

Come hither the blunt and drum hit her

The humble humdinger the mumbling gun slinger

Truck beds, middle class, bud had

Nickelback, little cash, enough said, cripple swag

Back like a tramp stamp low cal made one-hundred grand in a month but I'm broke now

Luckily, that's what my skis is, genius,

Covered up in crumbs from the cheez-its

I cut the fame, minimal

Nickname, pivotal

Wit game, miserable

Rib cage, visible

I'm procreated so you know I need the money

Must've saw me looking scrawny and they thought he wasn't hungry

[Hook]

I'm starving, I'm starving

Shit I'll eat all the food in your apartment

I'm starving, I'm starving

I might even eat the shit up out the garbage

I'm starving, I'm starving

I'll eat the whole turkey you ain't gotta carve it

I'm starving, I'm starving

I'll eat the walls and the ceiling and the carpet.