How your Patna starving in you eating
I can't have no niggas round me that be leaching
I'm with the same niggas like we on the bleachers
Make sure my lane clear... can't follow always leading
I closed my circle you want ever catch me reaching
Pockets empty I might turn into a demon
I'm always working got my prints stuck on the cement
Living ruthless cause a nigga had to get it
Living ruthless Living Stupid
Like a star I'm in a movie
Can't love no hoe I'm killing Cupid
Give me brain lil baby stupid
Semi tucked like its secluded
F*ck the script this ain't no movie
If he move you better do em
100 Bill what I'm pursuing
Stand tall or you'll get ruined
Heart strong I'm sticking to it
Bigger bag that's how I'm moving
Money talk I speak it fluent
Different heights that's what I'm viewing
Remember nights without no food
Popping locks for petty dues
You gotta do what you gotta do
Yeah It's Jet
You know that I'm keeping my distance
A lot of these niggas they envy
A lot of these niggas ain't with it
Niggas telling better listen
Open mouth no sentence
No I want tell on my niggas
No I want tell on my niggas
How your Patna starving in you eating
I can't have no niggas round me that be leaching
I'm with the same niggas like we on the bleachers
Make sure my lane clear... can't follow always leading
I closed my circle you want ever catch me reaching
Pockets empty I might turn into a demon
I'm always working got my prints stuck on the cement
Living ruthless cause a nigga had to get it
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
It was f*ck em then so it's f*ck em now
I can't f*ck with lames I can't keep em round
Got to make these niggas mad I know my patnas proud
I did this beat for Turk and Black wish they could see me now
And the shit that hurt the most I saw my folks go down
I can speed it up, or I can slow it down
Man I got this drip drowning
Better keep your hoe from round me
Wipe a nigga nose like bounty, f*ck that got to keep on counting
F*ck that got to keep on counting
For all them time they was trying to out
Knock me off they was trying to reroute
For anybody who ever doubted
I made it up that mountain, now me and young Jet we counting
Now me and young Jet we counting
Starving (feat. OG Ron) Video (MV)
Performed By: SGM Jet
Language: English
Length: 2:53
Written by: Christopher Thedford, Ronald Williams
SGM Jet - Starving (feat. OG Ron) Lyrics
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How your Patna starving in you eating
I can't have no niggas round me that be leaching
I'm with the same niggas like we on the bleachers
Make sure my lane clear... can't follow always leading
I closed my circle you want ever catch me reaching
Pockets empty I might turn into a demon
I'm always working got my prints stuck on the cement
Living ruthless cause a nigga had to get it
Living ruthless Living Stupid
Like a star I'm in a movie
Can't love no hoe I'm killing Cupid
Give me brain lil baby stupid
Semi tucked like its secluded
F*ck the script this ain't no movie
If he move you better do em
100 Bill what I'm pursuing
Stand tall or you'll get ruined
Heart strong I'm sticking to it
Bigger bag that's how I'm moving
Money talk I speak it fluent
Different heights that's what I'm viewing
Remember nights without no food
Popping locks for petty dues
You gotta do what you gotta do
Yeah It's Jet
You know that I'm keeping my distance
A lot of these niggas they envy
A lot of these niggas ain't with it
Niggas telling better listen
Open mouth no sentence
No I want tell on my niggas
No I want tell on my niggas
How your Patna starving in you eating
I can't have no niggas round me that be leaching
I'm with the same niggas like we on the bleachers
Make sure my lane clear... can't follow always leading
I closed my circle you want ever catch me reaching
Pockets empty I might turn into a demon
I'm always working got my prints stuck on the cement
Living ruthless cause a nigga had to get it
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
It was f*ck em then so it's f*ck em now
I can't f*ck with lames I can't keep em round
Got to make these niggas mad I know my patnas proud
I did this beat for Turk and Black wish they could see me now
And the shit that hurt the most I saw my folks go down
I can speed it up, or I can slow it down
Man I got this drip drowning
Better keep your hoe from round me
Wipe a nigga nose like bounty, f*ck that got to keep on counting
F*ck that got to keep on counting
For all them time they was trying to out
Knock me off they was trying to reroute
For anybody who ever doubted
I made it up that mountain, now me and young Jet we counting
Now me and young Jet we counting
I can't have no niggas round me that be leaching
I'm with the same niggas like we on the bleachers
Make sure my lane clear... can't follow always leading
I closed my circle you want ever catch me reaching
Pockets empty I might turn into a demon
I'm always working got my prints stuck on the cement
Living ruthless cause a nigga had to get it
Living ruthless Living Stupid
Like a star I'm in a movie
Can't love no hoe I'm killing Cupid
Give me brain lil baby stupid
Semi tucked like its secluded
F*ck the script this ain't no movie
If he move you better do em
100 Bill what I'm pursuing
Stand tall or you'll get ruined
Heart strong I'm sticking to it
Bigger bag that's how I'm moving
Money talk I speak it fluent
Different heights that's what I'm viewing
Remember nights without no food
Popping locks for petty dues
You gotta do what you gotta do
Yeah It's Jet
You know that I'm keeping my distance
A lot of these niggas they envy
A lot of these niggas ain't with it
Niggas telling better listen
Open mouth no sentence
No I want tell on my niggas
No I want tell on my niggas
How your Patna starving in you eating
I can't have no niggas round me that be leaching
I'm with the same niggas like we on the bleachers
Make sure my lane clear... can't follow always leading
I closed my circle you want ever catch me reaching
Pockets empty I might turn into a demon
I'm always working got my prints stuck on the cement
Living ruthless cause a nigga had to get it
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
It was f*ck em then so it's f*ck em now
I can't f*ck with lames I can't keep em round
Got to make these niggas mad I know my patnas proud
I did this beat for Turk and Black wish they could see me now
And the shit that hurt the most I saw my folks go down
I can speed it up, or I can slow it down
Man I got this drip drowning
Better keep your hoe from round me
Wipe a nigga nose like bounty, f*ck that got to keep on counting
F*ck that got to keep on counting
For all them time they was trying to out
Knock me off they was trying to reroute
For anybody who ever doubted
I made it up that mountain, now me and young Jet we counting
Now me and young Jet we counting
Writer: Christopher Thedford, Ronald Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid