Lyrics: Anthuam Bermudez
Music: Anthuam Bermudez
(its been a week since i ate, its been a week since i ate)
Woke up starving i dont eat feel like im punishing myself
Function last night at the crib it left me ****ing up my health
I put 20 in the bank i love the teller no one else
If its bout money then i guess i gotta up it on myself
I might sign another deal
Sell my soul i cant feel
Im still dropping when i feel
Shoutout my brothers in the field
And in the Mil, chill
Slow down on them pill
I hit my brother for the seal
Lord this shit get real
Woke up starving i dont eat feel like im punishing myself
Function last night at the crib it left me ****ing up my health
I put 20 in the bank i love the teller no one else
If its bout money then i guess i gotta up it on myself
Woke up starving i dont eat feel like im punishing myself
I sent 15 to my pops i swear im tryna share the wealth
I mean i say im doing well
I got money cant you tell
When she left swear i was down
But that money came around
It came around bitch
2023 i swear id almost ****ing drowned yeah
Sold all of my masters then i gained a couple pounds yeah
Now ill never trust a bitch that ever come around yeah
The day you left the day i started working on myself
Woke up starving i dont eat feel like im punishing myself
Function last night at the crib it left me ****ing up my health
I put 20 in the bank i love the teller no one else
If its bout money then i guess i gotta up it on myself
On myself
(On my on my)
On myself
(on myself yeah)
And im not scared of dying young im just scared of dying broke
My last album way too dark somehow im treated like a joke
And they aint listen when i spoke
My ex bitch my heart they broke
I dropped thousands on that hoe
I know i never shouldve spoke
Woke up starving i dont eat feel like im punishing myself
Function last night at the crib it left me ****ing up my health
I put 20 in the bank i love the teller no one else
If its bout money then i guess i gotta up it on myself
On myself