Hungry - Awon

Negativity I see on a daily basis

21st century

And niggas still be catching cases

Out here for big faces

Derby races to oasis

They trying to cop a Bently

Me I’m trying to cop

A spaceship

I am of other

Drop science yet to discover

The holy grail

I kick holy tales to heal my brothers

Feed you that butter

Cardiac arrest for supper

Super supreme

Divine diamond shining I gleam

Tipping the beam

Realest nigga you ever seen

Glowing like Elohim

Chosen to blow I mean

Fist full of cream

And never catch me off my deem

Closest thing to godliness

You know a nigga fresh and clean

Word to Kareem

I still do this for Kaveen

Cause he believes in the greatness

I can achieve

With these lyrics I breath

Put my soul on my sleeve

Shard gave me a canvas to paint on

And I came strong

I flame on

Never blame it on no radio play

I’m born free an OG could never pay me to say

A message that it’s detrimental

Spit heaven on instrumentals

Destiny is the truth

Ain’t nothin coincidental

Or accidental

Emcee status is presidential

Worldwide I’m influential

Just to think it all started with

A number two pencil came from popping like pimples

Paying base heads to get me rentals

When it was simple

Ain’t you happy that I’m hungry

Ain’t you happy that I’m hungry

Ain’t you happy that I’m hungry

Crush emcees Bad News

Get the money

Rising every morning it’s a blessing

The only jewels I rock

I drop em in a session

And positivity is really all I’m manifesting

Fuck all the negativity

These haters are suggesting

The worst they can say is no

Why fear the rejection

They teach you self hatred

Got you sick of your reflection

They selling sex

But don’t knock boots

Without wearing protection

Rapping my profession

Popping like my Smiff & Wesson

They quick to tell you lies

Any time you asking questions

Holding back your mind

Brainwash you to depression

So you can get prescriptions

Sip the syrup and make them rich

Just like the contra

Did the projects in 86

Today the crack is Molly

Percocets the Vic’s and Oxys

Bath salts and worldstar

Got the babies catching bodies

They mommies Twerk teaming

And their sons sit and watch

And wonder why the babies

Find refuge on the block

The same concept

Of the crabs in the pot

Cutting off each other claws

So they can get to the top

But it’s really no escaping

If you already hooked

My best advice to swimmers

Stay away from nets and hooks