Hungry lyrics

[Hook: Kenny]
A n*gga hungry than muhf*cker
A n*gga hungry than a muhf*cking muhf*cker, muhf*cker
A n*gga hungry than muhf*cker
A n*gga hungry than a muhf*cking muhf*cker, muhf*cker
Man, a n*gga hungry than a mug though
Man, a n*gga starving like a mug yo
A n*gga hungry than muhf*cker
A n*gga hungry than a muhf*cking muhf*cker, muhf*cker

[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 "f*ck 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 n*gga never had sh*t, what I'm gon' ask
How can I give a sh*t? Can't give what I don't have
Grew up with no cash, no pad
Just a broke ass with a notepad
So f*ck 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
f*ck a slice n*gga, I'm trying to get that whole f*cking pie
A n*gga hungry than a muhf*cker, f*cking 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 sh*t
f*ck that, I'mma make it cause my lyrics hella fly
Ironically, being fly keeps my grounded
But sh*t, I'm just sick of low funds
Trying to stand on my own 2, got a n*gga 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 n*ggas 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 "f*ck" in a church, n*gga I'll be God damned

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Tim West]
Them n*ggas hating but your b*tch 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
bast*rd, 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 di*k poking her stomach, she got a belly ache
My flow punching you, punctual b*tch, I'm never late
n*gga 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 b*tches, I'm all that
[Hook]