Hungry

[Hook: Kenny] A nigga hungry than muhfucker A nigga hungry than a muhfucking muhfucker, muhfucker A nigga hungry than muhfucker A nigga hungry than a muhfucking muhfucker, muhfucker Man, a nigga hungry than a mug though Man, a nigga starving like a mug yo A nigga hungry than muhfucker A nigga hungry than a muhfucking muhfucker, muhfucker [Verse 1: Kenny] Throw my cup of noodles in the microwave, 3 minutes Chopped hotdogs in it when the things finished Merk off in my bucket, dipping like "fuck it" They don't know that later I may sleep in it I barely got enough to be a year-lease tenant New movie out, I'm thinking of peeping it I hit the theater and sneak in it This my last hundred, I'm keeping it A hundred I'm keeping it Poor little Kenny, poor little Kenny To make his problems go away, pour a little Henny A nigga never had shit, what I'm gon' ask How can I give a shit? Can't give what I don't have Grew up with no cash, no pad Just a broke ass with a notepad So fuck haters, "CD player" is what I'm calling you It's nothing to stop you playing and put the paws on you Cuzz [Hook] [Verse 2: Julius] Is it wrong that I wanna get it on 'til I die Fuck a slice nigga, I'm trying to get that whole fucking pie A nigga hungry than a muhfucker, fucking ribs touching Man, this six-pack stomach didn't come from doing crunches And my woman told me she'll stay with me even if I don't make it Now tell me that ain't some down shit Fuck that, I'mma make it cause my lyrics hella fly Ironically, being fly keeps my grounded But shit, I'm just sick of low funds Trying to stand on my own 2, got a nigga on 1 Man I'm trying to get that cheese, I'm trying to get that lettuce You must heard, I'mma go HAM 'til all my niggas get bread If I had 2 chains now, I'd pawn em now, I ain't kidding I ain't got no car so I ain't riding around, I ain't getting it But if you think we won't make it to the top spot [?] It's like a "fuck" in a church, nigga I'll be God damned [Hook] [Verse 3: Tim West] Them niggas hating but your bitch love it I'm hungry, I got 8 stomachs Just wait for it, I receive it like I prayed for it And I pay forward to the legends So they save it for me like my plate warming, wait I'm a number 1 draft pick [?] the top, no comma just like an asterisk Bastard, mastered my craft and I'm the blacksmith But I forge a sword that transform Uma Thurman to a [?] I'mma, I'mma just get that money 'til we hella straight My dick poking her stomach, she got a belly ache My flow punching you, punctual bitch, I'm never late Nigga hungry, need 11 plates Yeah this C.O.B, the rhyme G-O-D's Got the game in a bubble, y'all P-O-P And pop-rap, better stall that I'm clutch when I fall back 2-3 Jordan bitches, I'm all that [Hook]