Jumanji
I can't explain it
But this shit feel like
I'm out on bond
I know I'm not supposed to be here
But I'm right on time
I"ll give it everything I got
And I don't need no action props
Stick to the script or you'll get cut
Cause I don't got no acting chops
For real
This a work of art
The way I flip these words is art
That's just the first part
Cause I got more styles than word art
Just like Frank Lucas
Should've never wore that mink
You shouldn't drive that loud color car
Up and down your street
That's too much game
Fallino you ramble too much
I hit homie with body shots
And then I ran off the bus
That's fifth grade by tenth grade
Oh yeah I knew I was him
I would die off the diving board
But always knew I could swim
With the sharks after dark
And I'm always playing my part
Used to make plays at the park
Then I throw this thing right in park
So I can mack me a honey
She say I'm handsome and funny
But shit I'm stuck in the game
Feel like my life is Jumanji
For real
Got it on my own
Ain't nobody did it for me
Don't try to tell me 'bout my life
If you can't live it for me
I don't give a fuck about you
If you don't really love me
I'm stuck in the game
I feel like this shit Jumanji
I'm stuck in the game
I feel like this shit Jumanji
Walk up in the field
I see all these vultures round me
Trying to make it home
Lately we been out of towning
Niggas should be in the circus
Way they out here clowning
Leave them where we found them
They just want attention
We don't care about them
Youngin' coming up
Ain't even get allowance
Now I run it up and give my mama thousands
Niggas send they hate
But I just keep on counting
It really don't matter the city we in
You know that we sliding
The beamer or Benz
You know that we riding
The back of the tents
We used to take L's
But now we get M's
Hoping this shit can pay for my sins
Real shit
I'm living my dreams
I used to pretend
And Rockie don't save no hoes
He spend
When I pop out just know
It's coming in
They thought we was done
But here we go again
Got it on my own
Ain't nobody did it for me
Don't try to tell me 'bout my life
If you can't live it for me
I don't give a fuck about you
If you don't really love me
I'm stuck in the game
I feel like this shit Jumanji
But this shit feel like
I'm out on bond
I know I'm not supposed to be here
But I'm right on time
I"ll give it everything I got
And I don't need no action props
Stick to the script or you'll get cut
Cause I don't got no acting chops
For real
This a work of art
The way I flip these words is art
That's just the first part
Cause I got more styles than word art
Just like Frank Lucas
Should've never wore that mink
You shouldn't drive that loud color car
Up and down your street
That's too much game
Fallino you ramble too much
I hit homie with body shots
And then I ran off the bus
That's fifth grade by tenth grade
Oh yeah I knew I was him
I would die off the diving board
But always knew I could swim
With the sharks after dark
And I'm always playing my part
Used to make plays at the park
Then I throw this thing right in park
So I can mack me a honey
She say I'm handsome and funny
But shit I'm stuck in the game
Feel like my life is Jumanji
For real
Got it on my own
Ain't nobody did it for me
Don't try to tell me 'bout my life
If you can't live it for me
I don't give a fuck about you
If you don't really love me
I'm stuck in the game
I feel like this shit Jumanji
I'm stuck in the game
I feel like this shit Jumanji
Walk up in the field
I see all these vultures round me
Trying to make it home
Lately we been out of towning
Niggas should be in the circus
Way they out here clowning
Leave them where we found them
They just want attention
We don't care about them
Youngin' coming up
Ain't even get allowance
Now I run it up and give my mama thousands
Niggas send they hate
But I just keep on counting
It really don't matter the city we in
You know that we sliding
The beamer or Benz
You know that we riding
The back of the tents
We used to take L's
But now we get M's
Hoping this shit can pay for my sins
Real shit
I'm living my dreams
I used to pretend
And Rockie don't save no hoes
He spend
When I pop out just know
It's coming in
They thought we was done
But here we go again
Got it on my own
Ain't nobody did it for me
Don't try to tell me 'bout my life
If you can't live it for me
I don't give a fuck about you
If you don't really love me
I'm stuck in the game
I feel like this shit Jumanji
Credits
Writer(s): Bryan Sims
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