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Shh, shh, shh, shh, y'all hear that? Shh, shh That's right, y'all, everybody on my squad is eatin' Monday through Sunday, fast food, slow food, no food You starvin' or somethin', homie? You definitely look like it We're about to set this table, must always stay hungry Vagina ain't the only thing I eat It's poison in the toothpaste, I never brush my teeth 'Bout to steal another sambuca, money ain't a thing When I die, Gz, don't put me in an oven, please My stomach growl like a lion when it wanna speak Lying on the street doesn't beat honesty Focused on the meat, the food pyramids the rule We will never know the truth, we were only told consume We're stupid in the womb, I was eating off the fruit of the loop When God scooped me, he was using a spoon My time's coming, and it's running up smooth I stay ready to move, when I do, bet my belly was fooled Sometimes I eat pho, sometimes I eat ribs Moms used to have to skip meals to feed her kids What a tangled web we've weaved, we still exist It's the Sabside, mash out, posse cooking fish Gut-punched by real life Been an uphill climb tryna just feel nice Letras de cancionesBoy in da hood like an Eazy-E bar Can't cook without the EBT card Before LASIK, I couldn't see far Never imagined my car would need a recharge Cockroaches gave me asthma But the pot roast was dope, made by Grandma Don't trip over something that I know I won't get Won't quit even if I don't win Good experience, bad Experian At your age? Man, be serious Not Dan Bilzerian I'm more like the man who built pyramids Landed inside the source Then realized that ain't my driving force Life's too short to be on life support That's why I don't like pork on my knife and fork But I still spit verses on the chitterling circuit Gettin' jerked like chicken at Pimento Kitchen Mash on 'em like a Pitbull on a pigeon All you see is rapper's bones in my stool when I'm shittin' That's fruit forbidden, valuable nutrition The proofs in the pudding, we in the booth cookin' Teach a man to fish, he gon' eat even if That greedy chick he wit' won't clean the dish That's that selfish ish, but I ain't even gon' trip I ain't tryin' to get hit like Al Green with the grits Caught me red-handed, so I pleaded the fifth Had to split like buffalo wings and dip Soon as the plane land, you know the gameplan Hit me back with that emoji, eggplant I was in a crew full of fools that could break dance The only move that I knew was the face plant That's how I drew the straw to drive getaway That's how we got away, let me celebrate I used to want a piece of the peace Then I used to want a set of keys to the feast I took a hit of the ghost weed and said "I'll go get a slice a pizza instead" I took my time and put my mind into my books of rhymes 'Cause I was never good at crimes Turntables and a mic mighta saved my life Argue with your children and spank your wife I'm getting long in the tooth, you gettin' loose in the tooth Posse in effect and we doin' the do And when I'm gone, just look up at the stars If you wonder where I'm at, I'm not where the cops are Must always stay hungry Must always stay hungry Must always stay hungry Must always stay hungry Must always stay hungry Must always stay hungry Must always stay hungry Must always stay hungry From Letras Mania