(Intro):

Ayyyy-yayyy, Ayyyy-yayyyy

Ayyy-woahhh, Ayyyy-Woahhhh

Agh!

Yeah

One more time, we got the vibe 'ere

Agh!

(Hook):

Mood belly

Been airing out the liars and the soothsayers

Do not try to domesticate my appetite for truth speaking (Okay!)

Mood belly

Everyday we switching up from fools giving to them pagan gods

That be foreign, Once re-educated

(Post-Hook):

I am still hungry for more

I am still hungry for peace

I am still hungry for more than what life offers than just cheese (Okay!)

Mood belly

Are you famished today-day-day?

Still got more off my little plate

Still got more off my littlе..

(Verse 1):

I could nevеr sell my soul

Even if you tried auctioning

Once, Twice, Three times

History been bartering tings

Nigga, you are my sons

I just tell these young thugs honestly

Court by the trials and tribulations

I need a date out the mess

I am still hungry for more

I am still hungry for peace

I am still hungry for more than what life offers that just sins

Had been hot souping for a while

Endebted like it's Dal

Etching out the red faces

Could've been Pakistan'ed

Forget to shoutout my Indian niggas

Whatever the season might be (mumbay)

Switch up the capital

I got a different desire that be full of new delis (New Delhi)

No longer a glutton for pain

This life has never been sweet, Running past diabetics

Cause we have a type, I'm a different type

(Hook):

Mood belly

Been airing out the liars and the soothsayers

Do not try to domesticate my appetite for truth speaking (Okay!)

Mood belly

Everyday we switching up from fools giving to them pagan gods

That be foreign, Once re-educated

(Post-Hook):

I am still hungry for more

I am still hungry for peace

I am still hungry for more than what life offers than just cheese (Okay!)

Mood belly

Are you famished today-day-day?

Still got more off my little plate

Still got more off my little..

(Ayyyy, Ayyy)

(Verse 2):

These mixtapes are for you to go and chow down, down, down

'Till you purple, like bear

Throwbacks to Chowder

Bursting that bubble, We grown into buttercups

We blossom straight into something, huh

I ain't a mysogynist, but I'm rowdy ruffin'

Constantly riding with bravado

Forget that hunger for peace

Never forgetting cooking up a chicken

Niggas were chasing that cash cow

Bando babies they were rugrats

Vision at Sixteen was wombatted

Kick starting up a drive like a Honda or Hyundai

Having scars from that Banzai

(Refrain-verse):

Forget to shoutout my Indian niggas

Whatever the season might be (mumbay)

Switch up the capital

I got a different desire that be full of new delis (New Delhi)

No longer a glutton for pain

This life has never been sweet, Running past diabetics

Cause we have a type, I'm a different type

(Hook):

Mood belly

Been airing out the liars and the soothsayers

Do not try to domesticate my appetite for truth speaking (Okay!)

Mood belly

Everyday we switching up from fools giving to them pagan gods

That be foreign, Once re-educated

(Post-Hook):

I am still hungry for more

I am still hungry for peace

I am still hungry for more than what life offers than just cheese (Okay!)

Mood belly

Are you famished today-day-day?

Still got more off my little plate

Still got more off my little..