Jungle
La la la le la yea yea
Da da da de da whoa whoa
La la la le la yea yea
Word
For real
Wake up out the hood it made me humble
Some how I'm still caught up in the Jungle
Loe all I know is roar & rumble
Slam ya bitch just like a royal rumble
Piecing shit together issa puzzle
Women ain't no clowns but they juggle
Pussy titties ass in a bundle
I just want the cash in abundance
Looking out for talent I'ma fund it
Say you got balance tell 'em run it
I just need a challenge I been stunted
Gimmie space to grow I'ma flourish
Everything is new I'm like a tourist
Solid nigga most these niggas porous
Polished I just need my diamonds flawless
Pretty bitch but I just call her gorgeous
Double L's forever that's for real
I just want the cash fuck a deal
I just want the stash for my will
So when a nigga pass they know it's sealed
Moma know that I just want the best
Loud bumpin' feel it in my chest
Heart jumpin' cardio, arrest
I just hope it don't lead to my death
Living gotta do to the max
I just wanna get a bunch a racks
Keep a pretty bitch up on her back
Tell her turn around & make it clap
If that shit one hunnid I say facts
I be chewin' rappers they just snacks
Pussy playin' dog get you scratched
I just rolled a log it's so fat
Say you got a plug that's a rat
I might swing a snub like a bat
Countin' hundos keep me on edge
Laying in it better make ya bed
Fuck the cops watch out for the feds
No more CPR shit is dead
I been leaving bitches on read
Say she got fire, fire head
Know one ain't true she a liar then
Hoe I ain't coming through try again
You lettin' niggas sample the cookies
They don't never come & buy again
Bitches hookers y'all niggas rookies
Bet a couple thou (thousand) get the bookie
Swerving in my hoodie like A Boogie
I don't want that weed it ain't goodie
RIP to Mookz & Coogie
Bitch we different crooks same hoody
Sent some shots out at the reaper
Fuck the devil I just spoke to God
Blue sky & a broken heart
Gang know I been working hard
Street life leaving niggas scarred
Lookin' back we done made it far
La la la le la yea yea
Da da da de da whoa whoa
La la la le la yea yea
Word
For real
La la la le la yea yea
Da da da de da whoa whoa
La la la le la yea yea
Word
For real
Da da da de da whoa whoa
La la la le la yea yea
Word
For real
Wake up out the hood it made me humble
Some how I'm still caught up in the Jungle
Loe all I know is roar & rumble
Slam ya bitch just like a royal rumble
Piecing shit together issa puzzle
Women ain't no clowns but they juggle
Pussy titties ass in a bundle
I just want the cash in abundance
Looking out for talent I'ma fund it
Say you got balance tell 'em run it
I just need a challenge I been stunted
Gimmie space to grow I'ma flourish
Everything is new I'm like a tourist
Solid nigga most these niggas porous
Polished I just need my diamonds flawless
Pretty bitch but I just call her gorgeous
Double L's forever that's for real
I just want the cash fuck a deal
I just want the stash for my will
So when a nigga pass they know it's sealed
Moma know that I just want the best
Loud bumpin' feel it in my chest
Heart jumpin' cardio, arrest
I just hope it don't lead to my death
Living gotta do to the max
I just wanna get a bunch a racks
Keep a pretty bitch up on her back
Tell her turn around & make it clap
If that shit one hunnid I say facts
I be chewin' rappers they just snacks
Pussy playin' dog get you scratched
I just rolled a log it's so fat
Say you got a plug that's a rat
I might swing a snub like a bat
Countin' hundos keep me on edge
Laying in it better make ya bed
Fuck the cops watch out for the feds
No more CPR shit is dead
I been leaving bitches on read
Say she got fire, fire head
Know one ain't true she a liar then
Hoe I ain't coming through try again
You lettin' niggas sample the cookies
They don't never come & buy again
Bitches hookers y'all niggas rookies
Bet a couple thou (thousand) get the bookie
Swerving in my hoodie like A Boogie
I don't want that weed it ain't goodie
RIP to Mookz & Coogie
Bitch we different crooks same hoody
Sent some shots out at the reaper
Fuck the devil I just spoke to God
Blue sky & a broken heart
Gang know I been working hard
Street life leaving niggas scarred
Lookin' back we done made it far
La la la le la yea yea
Da da da de da whoa whoa
La la la le la yea yea
Word
For real
La la la le la yea yea
Da da da de da whoa whoa
La la la le la yea yea
Word
For real
Credits
Writer(s): Eez Money Sniper
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