How Lyrics

We hungry yo

You can tell that we hungry tho

We hungry bro

You can tell that we hungry yo

We hungry bro

you can tell that we hungry tho

We hungry bro, you can tell that we hungry

We hungry bro, you can tell that we hungry yo

I'm comin' through like a bunch of Gods with my squad

So fuck the law, the essence of an ill-pen game

What it do feeling bulletproof, when I raise the roof

Stay true, represent my damn name

You better listen when I'm speakin', when I

Pull up to your city straight beasting, eating and thinkin'

About all the dollar bills, I will be makin' Cuz I,

Thought about better shit for my life

Could I achieve it on sight, you niggas lame every night

Beats bring heat, cuz my style so tight, tight

Never thought I'd be able to cop a G-Wagon cash

Perfect blend of Wu-Tang, mixed with OutKast give no fucks about flash

Every single day that I can, I'm gonna sell everything that I can

Neighborhood hero, felt like a zero

Got a lot smarter, so they claim me evil

All I know is the cheat code know the rules

You ain't fuckin' with the pioneers, you fool

So how am I supposed to give a fuck when I have no fucks to give

How am I supposed to give a fuck when I have no fucks to give

How am I supposed to give a fuck when death comes in threes

How am I supposed to give a fuck when I have no fucks to give

When I was broke as shit, I didn't get a shot

Speakin' to existence, headed to the top

My spot on flow and rhythm, delivery

I got hot mixes, hot beats, bad bitches, you ain't fuckin' with me

New single, gotta get it and the LP

The man, the myth, the legend is a classic for me

Seems like I'm only gettin' clever and better, cuz hip-hop's forever

Regardless of cheddar, it used to be about whose rhymes are the illest

Now it's about popularity, y'all wack to me

My girl wants me to create R&B

I can crush a vocal, y'all trash, you see

I'm so loco, so come and see me

I copped the house way before I copped the damn chain

I got called insane six times a day

You were writing nigga, on the wall

Now I'm that nigga mane, now ta now now now I'm that nigga mane

Now I'm that nigga mane

So how am I supposed to give a fuck when I have no fucks to give

And how am I supposed to give a fuck when I have no fucks to give

So bitch, how am I supposed to give a fuck when death comes in threes

How am I supposed to give a fuck when I have no fucks to give

I didn't ask for help, some people helped me and I needed help

So I got out and I survived, felt like I should've died

Lost my soul, so I grow with my rhymes

My survivor's guilt isn't smooth like silk

I only wanted more money, but even that didn't help

For real, on the grind for the thrill, been goin' too hard, someone's gon' tell me to chill

Ain't no way I'm playin' games with this rap shit

Why do I get called insane mane times have changed

I had the plan, then I made it happen, no cappin

Never lost the passion, good choices for fashion

Rags to riches just like Aladdin

Hunger never stops, I'm a savage mackin

Death clicks like clocks, there ain't no skippin' that shit

Mental health is slackin and I'm here to change it

All these other motherfuckers be steady fakin

They be steady fakin

So how am I supposed to give a fuck when I have no fucks to give

I said how am I supposed to give a fuck when I have no fucks to give

So bitch

How am I supposed to give a fuck when death comes in threes

I said how, am I supposed to give a fuck when I have no fucks to give