Young Gordo - The Hunger lyrics

[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