The Hunger for More Video (MV)

Itch for getting it now tell me can you niggaz feel
When you coming from the bottom know the hunger in me
Drown the stressing wit the liquor so just pour the henny
Pour the henny, this rap shit is really in me
Soon as i hit the booth you put the volume on full blast
Anything i jump on get chewed up like gumballs
Now give it up its too hard to stop me
Slinging shots like a pro in hockey, the game's dead without me
Got a pump that'll lift this bitch up
While some falling off ya been sucked, now a nigga done came up
Thats even wut the papis said
Ya been broke, Im getting slopping bread
Nigga ya settle for left overs, ya lamester, inflict more pain on em
That shirt? Bout to put blood stains on it
N i dont know wut you was thinking when you stepped up to me
On more bread than even sesame seeds, you up to testing the heat
Lace them boots and homie step on up
Im heavy weight packing loads like a chevy truck, no petty bucks
N act up like ya money is long
It get ugly in the morn like these chicks wit no make up on
You already know Im a problem
My niggaz play the strip n dish more rocks than John Stockton
Yall like sloppy thirds
Man yall so lame swear i aint seen this much squares on a chessboard
Now homeboy Im hot as FUCK, I get bucks
Cash flow like Donald Trump
Put you on a diet like ya eating wheat bread
N like Keith Sweat nigga got me twisted now he dead
If i didnt rap Ill prolly clap at ya
Coming to smash ya n aint even much of a rap battler
As for ya chick? Drink up till the bottle's gone
Her inside's water Im in this bitch wit the goggles on
Our draws off, hear a knock check the peep hole
Ya girl head rock n baby thats deep throat
Like Carl Malone throwing elbows
My game on point, clutch sorta like a free throw
Itch for getting it now tell me can you niggaz feel me
When you coming from the bottom know the hunger in me
Drown the stressing wit the liquor so just pour the henny
Pour the henny, this rap shit is really in me
Itch for getting it now tell me can you niggaz feel
When you coming from the bottom know the hunger in me
Drown the stressing wit the liquor so just pour the henny
Pour the henny, this rap shit is really in me
Really getting it, the hunger, can you niggaz feel me?
Want the milli, to go broke I aint wit it
No choice, put my city on the map
Boy blocking? Put a nigga on his back, yea
I bring it to a enemy of mine
Ya game steady declines, Im like Jordan in his prime
Ya like when he played for the Wizards all washed up
Work I push it hard like U-haul trucks
Im heavy weight, the wrong guy you wanna play wit
They gonna need scales, the ones they weigh wales wit
Im the one you wanna put up on beats
This boy bad like them corns on ya feet, yup im going in
Bout my bread I wish a man would push me
I'll leave his brains hanging, thats some upside down pussy
N f*ck steel wit a will like Navy routes
Skeet spraying out, thats my thing in ya lady mouth
One false move n im splitting his wig
Carry em out n ima bury this bitch, thats in a deep ditch
My bread's the only thing that i ask for
If not then his brains prolly look good on the dashboard
I was low key but i been this nice, switch styles on you
N still win, you gonna let this man style on you?
My heat's the only thing that i pack now
You beating me? Ya better off backing down
Its not happening, punk you got weed? want at least half of it
You wanna play wit the stars Im the team captain
Mean habit, in the club all i see is asses
N when there's beef ya grab the chrome n just start blasting
Spilling yalls like chick on menopause
Try me? that ass fall short like a leaping frog
Im on a boat like the mad papi... the Gringo
Blowing bread like that man Ozzy, hey
Like the summer time sizzling all day, got cake
Yall broke, my money stacked like crates
Niggas baking all the pies coming fresh out the oven
Got the raw n now the whores gotta love it
Ya got no authority, so homie f*ck wut you ask for
These big checks pouring in, ya shit fastforward it
Im doing it, major, stack thick like car oil
Heating up like water in a pot while the pot boiling
Dont drawl, head to ya crib let them things squeeze
Swiss stringing ya brains like swiss cheese
Boy sick, he a disease like anthrax
The game bagged, I hold more weight than train tracks
Itch for getting it now tell me can you niggaz feel me
When you coming from the bottom know the hunger in me
Drown the stressing wit the liquor so just pour the henny
Pour the henny, this rap shit is really in me
Itch for getting it now tell me can you niggaz feel
When you coming from the bottom know the hunger in me
Drown the stressing wit the liquor so just pour the henny
Pour the henny, this rap shit is really in me
Really getting it, the hunger, can you niggaz feel me?
Want the milli , to go broke I aint wit it
No choice, put my city on the map
Boy blocking? Put a nigga on his back, yea