Starving Artist Lyrics

I’m a young starving artist

I need all of the snacks

Hittin’ up the corner store

Gettin’ all of the bags

Triple bread sandwich

Lookin’ like a Big Mac

Filled with all types of cheese

All except for the cash cuz

I’m a young starving artist

I need all of the snacks

Hittin’ up the corner store

Gettin’ all of the bags

Triple bread sandwich

Lookin’ like a Big Mac

Filled with all types of cheese

All except for the cash

It’s been a minute they like Evan where you been at

Got a sugar fix to fill my sugar tooth addiction

Left me in pain now my cavities need healin’

So I been chillin' with the dentist all up in my feelings

But I’m back here now

And I won’t back down

Feelin’ like the Black Panther

Commin’ for my crown

Finna turn the whole game

All upside down

And I stay killin’ it

Cuz these rappers is clowns

Me and all my team

Yea we got the game on lock

And we always win

Even if we took a loss

Everything I do

For the fam for my squad

Can’t forget the peeps

And I can’t forget my God

Studio my kitchen

See me whipping up that pot

If you ask what’s cookin'

I'ma say that secret sauce

If you ask how much I’m makin'

I'ma tell you lots

See my cup it runith' over

Like it don’t know how to walk

I’m a young starving artist

I need all of the snacks

Hittin’ up the corner store

Gettin’ all of the bags

Triple bread sandwich

Lookin’ like a Big Mac

Filled with all types of cheese

All except for the cash cuz

I’m a young starving artist

I need all of the snacks

Hittin’ up the corner store

Gettin’ all of the bags

Triple bread sandwich

Lookin’ like a Big Mac

Filled with all types of cheese

All except for the cash

It’s only been one year how I get this good

I just tapped into my power like I ran off on the plug

All my friends tell me now “Boy I knew that you would”

Feeling like The Little Engine cuz I knew that I could

So let’s get it let’s go

I ain’t waitin' no mo'

I just need a couple minutes

Up in the studio

Finna make a couple hits

Then we hittin' the road

Goin' all around the globe

LA to Tokyo

And we steppin' on water

Got the sauce like it’s tarter

It stay drip drip drippin'

Down to Bikini Bottom

And the blessing ain’t stoppin'

Martinelli we poppin'

Everything I want I get from God

So no window shoppin'

I ain’t hungry for the food

Cuz I know that we gon feast up

I’m just hungry for the music

Gotta eat the beat up

Feelin' like a beast and a king

Call me Ceaser

Whippin' in your kitchen

Uhh-uh uhh-uh pizza pizza

I’m a young starving artist

I need all of the snacks

Hittin’ up the corner store

Gettin’ all of the bags

Triple bread sandwich

Lookin’ like a Big Mac

Filled with all types of cheese

All except for the cash cuz

I’m a young starving artist

I need all of the snacks

Hittin’ up the corner store

Gettin’ all of the bags

Triple bread sandwich

Lookin’ like a Big Mac

Filled with all types of cheese

All except for the cash

I’m not finished

Ate the beat up like a happy meal

Cuz I’m a starving artist and the hunger real

Beast inside of me that won’t be still

I'ma need all the green cuz it is hungry still

Put me in the ring with anyone and I'ma stand my own my bars are real as steal

If you don’t believe me check the rap and take it four for four just like a Wendy’s deal

Hear me out when I say this I’m just bein' real and I’m not flexin'

If it’s only been one year and I’m this good well there’s no question

Like I lived in Alabama all of my life it was pre-Destin

So if I end up with that two K 401 K that’s an investment