Tameka (feat. Rylo Rodriguez)

Lamb turned to lion, I eat nightmares for supper
Bloaw-bloaw, one command and I'll sick 'em on another
(What's happening, Chi Chi?)
'Cause there ain't no love in the jungle
Profit over everything
Money might just be my name
Ain't no love in the jungle
Profit over everything

Money might just be my name
Like, oh
Oh, I feel it now
She had her baby in the cold summer, that's a fever child
They was with you, but how many of 'em really with you now?
Yeah, that loyalty, that royalty, I need it all
Oh, yeah, yeah
Life of the hard-knock

It's the truth that always hurt, make your heart stop
Soon as you get that bag, you bet not fumble
Know it's survivor of the fittest in that jungle
(Lamb turned to lion, I eat nightmares for supper)
Please, don't betray me for the other
I'm still cold and fair, they still rollin' in
I tell my family, "I'm still thuggin', I ain't made a deal"
I done talked to Amber Alert, they need to save the kid

(Ain't no love in the Jungle) should've said that
What's a name died on the side of that move, you should've read that
Crossed me out, even though I don't cause harm, that's a red flag
Start losin' all my sanity and giving toe-tags
(Woah, woah)

Yeah, you should've been here with me
The streets take the closest thing you love
Wish you was sittin' here with me
Niggas have shit they wanna say, invisible tension
Mama, know I love you, dearly
Told you, "Watch them, niggas friendly"
Oh, I feel it now
She had her baby in the cold summer, that's a fever child

They was with you, but how many of 'em really with you now?
Yeah, that loyalty, that royalty, I need it all
Oh, yeah, yeah
Life of the hard-knock
It's the truth that always hurt, make your heart stop
Soon as you get that bag, you bet not fumble
Know it's survivor of the fittest in that jungle
(Lamb turned to lion, I eat nightmares for supper)

I sip codeine, bruh, it's okay, if you waste it
Kickin' shop, but he ain't dead
Know you tired of telling 'em to, shake back
Funerals and court dates, been more of them then birthdays
She keep asking me about ashton, I can't stop thinkin' 'bout you, twin

Fuck 12, we take 'em on a car chase, bulletproof, and we get up
Yeah, we hit his house again
Runnin' out of favours, I'm exhausted again
Bump heads with my dawg, I gave him time like a kiosk
But be runnin' on them bases, if I was them, I wouldn't be out there
Perc 10, I ain't take it if I ain't crazy, and I won't be high

Better show the one that's knee-high and sold the Reebok
Oh, I feel it now
She had her baby in the cold summer, that's a fever child
They was with you, but how many of 'em really with you now?
Yeah, that loyalty, that royalty, I need it all
Oh, yeah, yeah

Life of the hard-knock
It's the truth that always hurt, make your heart stop
Soon as you get that bag, you bet not fumble
Know it's survivor of the fittest in that jungle
Oh, oh, God
It's like, somebody tell us, "we will lose"
You ain't talking to my crew
We're immortal, immortal now
(What's happenin', Chi Chi?)