[Intro]
Yeah
Let that beat build
Yeah
Young Gordo in this sh**
Yeah
Call this sh** The Hunger
Cause I'm finna eat
Alright
[Verse 1: Young Gordo]
All I truly want is to be a f**ing legend
But as of now, I'm just tryna get my name mentioned
So I'm steady grinding for my 15 seconds
Spilling soul into every word and every bar
Listen closely and you can tell it's coming from the heart
Every single song I write will be a work of art
If you sh**'s the same, all that work will be in vain
Watch me chase the fame through the dirt and the rain
If they feel it's real it shouldn't take too long
People think that anyone can write a f**ing song
I'm just tryna tell these folks that flowing ain't easy
Writing all my problems out until it f**ing frees me
And my exes want me back but they can't even please me
Thought that I'd forgive 'em, yo take crack out your sinus
And I don't want too many friends I'd rather have the minus
Keep a small group like 300, I'm Leonidus
[Hook: Young Gordo]
I'm still that young n***a with the snow white shelltoes
I stuck to my dreams as if I was made of Velcro
Tell me how good do you gotta be to sell flows
Cause I already got songs in they f**ing cell phones
But I'm still that n***a with the motherf**ing shelltoes
I just stuck to my dreams like I was made of Velcro
Tell me how good do you gotta be to sell shows
Cause I already got songs in they f**ing cell phones
[Verse 2: Young Gordo]
This is for those who hated and saying I won't make it
You say it on the low but to me you won't say sh**
I promise I'ma blow like some hoes that I dated
They talk behind my back cause I'm ahead in the first place
I'ma k** every flow cause that'll make me famous
Grinding all night cause it's the only thing that makes sense (cha ching)
No sleep cause time spent asleep is time wasted
So I spit bars into every open microphone
With my team behind me we mobbin' like I'm Al Capone
With no competition I'm just in this league all alone
I'ma stack the paper that you get when you k** the flows
f** the cars I wanna have money for exclusive boats
I'ma have a mansion out there next to Derrick Rose
Where you ring the doorbell and bad b**hes sing the notes
Even with the money I'ma still be rockin' shelltoes
Cause I don't wanna change my look just so I can stay afloat
[Hook: Young Gordo]
I'm still that young n***a with the snow white shelltoes
I stuck to my dreams as if I was made of Velcro
Tell me how good do you gotta be to sell flows
Cause I already got songs in they f**ing cell phones
But I'm still that n***a with the motherf**ing shelltoes
I just stuck to my dreams like I was made of Velcro
Tell me how good do you gotta be to sell shows
Cause I already got songs in they f**ing cell phones
[Outtro]
Yeah
The Hunger
Hungry for fame
Hungry for money
Hungry for... Hungry to be noticed man, f**
Young Gordo