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lirik lagu starving to death – mson (making something outta nothing)

[intro: lil yob]
ayo! ya! ya!

[verse 1: lil yob]
come bar with the best, no heart in my chest
no food on my plate, i been starvin’ the death
roll through the hood, screamin’ f*ck all the feds!
when i’m in the hood, they be showing respect
this life is a test, got no where to go
stuck on the road, i ain’t got no home
in love with these hoes that take off their clothes
don’t work in a bakery but we make dough
fake rappers, all of you get exposed
13 with nothing to eat, 13 sleeping up on the street
13 with some nikes on my feet
grew up in the trap bruh, i was a fiend
puffin’ the weed, duckin’ the d’s
just a youngin runnin’ from the police
sellin’ these xans just to make a grand
ever since a kid, bruh, i been the man
when sh*t hit the fan, grab the money and i ran
this ain’t apart of the plan but i never gave a d*mn
i’m in love with the paper, i’m in love with the paper
don’t f*ck with a hater, we want the money, don’t really ’bout the fame bruh
f*ck what you think, pour another drink
b*tches on my d*ck thinkin’ that i give a sh*t (ya! ya!)
thinkin’ that i give a sh*t, f*ck no bruh, i ain’t ever gave a sh*t
chillin’ with my clique, everyday gettin’ lit
we the best in the scene, enemies better flea when we step to the beat
tempted to be the greatest, will never leave
if they steppin’ to me, then rest in f*ckin’ peace
machete to your knees while sippin’ hennesy
mix it with the lean and that’s my remedy
[verse 2: seaning]
put respect on the name! no rest, make a mess when i step to the plate
perfecting my game! impressing my guests, when i spit with my venomous fangs
drip wetter than rain, we taking our aim, i, been repping m to the n
our set, it just bangs, we flex on the stage, ascend to heavens, we bendin’ the flames, arghh!
you reckon you bang? ha, but you’d never know
your best was a mess, pretend with your friends that you bring it fresh but never can show
your records… just no, you making me cover my ears when you flow
a definite no, aha just couple of beers to get me to go
just a couple of years been learning the ropes and bro, we taking the scene
taming the beast, now you feeling my bass upon the stage with my team
you be jumpin’ up to my beats, you be mullin’ up to the sean
you be runnin’ up as i’m stunnin’ c*nts but once, i was nothing
i was puffing the bud, green, i was stuck and f*cked on my couch
i was doing laps of my head, i was quiet, nice in my house
was embarkin’ up to my quest, started fooling round with the sounds
crowds now calling out what i rep, i am calling out for my crown, arghh!

[outro: seaning & lil yob]
ay! ya! ya!

[produced by cashmoneyap & head on da beat]

- mson making something outta nothing

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