Jungle

I hate fakes they the worst type
Your whole day is my shirt price
Fuck a date i fuck the first night
Around my way you got to earn stripes
You either broke or you hustle
You sell smoke or move bundles
Numbers on the coke just doubled
Its just another day in the jungle

Yeah
I adapted to my habitat
That fake shit we aint having that
They couldn't stop my vision with some cataracts
Ill have you wacked if i give my young cat a rack
Every trap im dropping a package at
Across half the map
Every track i rap is a actual fact
Like a batch of crack
This gone hit the streets and have them smacked
Fuck you thinking do them like Lincoln
And leave them stinking
Like cali packs
With a baddie she badder than bad
And i can go see papi with half of the tab
I Flip a bird to the cops if they happen to pass
Yeah im white but got the views that kaepernick has
Ill hit your wife then i leave im after the bag
I dont know about shit if they happen to ask
Thats how the streets get to talking
It happens to fast
The puma blue like the hundreds they happen to match

I hate fakes they the worst type
Your whole day is my shirt price
Fuck a date i fuck the first night
Around my way you got to earn stripes
You either broke or you hustle
You sell smoke or move bundles
Numbers on the coke just doubled
Its just another day in the jungle

Yo i been lit
Probably fucked every bitch on your friends list
Extend clips
Pull them up while they chilling like netflix
Young lev lit
Brody just got home from a fed bid
I bend chicks
And i bend blocks like who said shit
I was just wondering
Choppers pointed in front of him
If we let it rain they'll probably think that it's thundering
My DNA is made up of loyalty rap and hustling
My plug is kind of far but got a farm like Cumberland
Since the cafeteria i been high as Siberia
Bitches want to fuck so i pluck and disappear from her
If you fake get out my face
I aint hearing ya
I dont cry tears for ya you dont meet the criteria
Try making money while ducking pigs at the same time
Feds under covers and cops riding with K9s
Cant be seen with it
So im on the run like sea biscuit
The streets wicked
The plugs and the fiends snitching

I hate fakes they the worst type
Your whole day is my shirt price
Fuck a date i fuck the first night
Around my way you got to earn stripes
You either broke or you hustle
You sell smoke or move bundles
Numbers on the coke just doubled
Its just another day in the jungle