[Hook: Kenny]
A n***a hungry than muhfucker
A n***a hungry than a muhfucking muhfucker, muhfucker
A n***a hungry than muhfucker
A n***a hungry than a muhfucking muhfucker, muhfucker
Man, a n***a hungry than a mug though
Man, a n***a starving like a mug yo
A n***a hungry than muhfucker
A n***a 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 n***a 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
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[Verse 2: Julius]
Is it wrong that I wanna get it on 'til I die
Fuck a slice n***a, I'm trying to get that whole fucking pie
A n***a 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 n***a 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***as 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, n***a I'll be God damned

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[Verse 3: Tim West]
Them n***as 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
N***a 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
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