Jungle

[Verse 1]

How you bloom through the concrete

fuck a fucking copy all i need is sloppy toppy

smoking weed under palm trees

i wheel like roller hockey roller coaster to the top see

relax with a calm breeze

you gotta calm down if you rocking with the team

we get up at the dawns knees

than it dawned on me i was born OG

mix the purple with the sprite codeine

LSD fucking with that dope lean

got that dope walk like what Ferg talked

squad big enough it look like a coach team

got the four four since fourteen

been in court for felonies, Ferregamo dreams

at seventeen i wanna see homies that gave me

positivity, she wet but never show it humidity

show me where that kitty be she will when she sees a G

she a gold digger, she take my money when i'm in need

Canadian young man of the free

but i rap like i trapped since eight to eighteen

act like all i know is robbing homes and shooting fiends

but they never find me at the crime scene

back home relaxing smoking dope watch tv

i got hope in myself that my momma never see

what i scene cause she live better

but i ain't got it in me to live like i haven't seen

everything from murders and what is hell to me

i've been living and ya'll think i ain't see shit

well my third eyes open about to get heated

tryna feed me and my bruvas good eating

talking three course meals every evening

 

[Hook]

Its a mother fucking jungle out here

making money is a struggle out here

but i've been working being humble out here

just watch straight where the gun blow out here

cover eyes like the monkey guys

slay bitches samurai

than analyze the situation

stay away from the third eye wise guys,

pigs fly and wait at the heavy gated

 

[Verse 2]

Swing vine to vine as i find time to fucking get this bitch of my mind

dollar in a safe the gwola my partner in case i never see another dime

if my weed gets so laced like a stripper boot shot down with the aim

charge it to the game she a bad dame fucking with bitch ass lames

no we ain't the same cause when i make i dollar i'll escape get away

Indiana jones im no clone, when i leave home and get dome slang yay

skies are cloudy with the grey but i innovate and make em purple when i blaze

fire to the rain acid trips in my veins in the fast lane talking get money get paid

look at what i made from the bottom ya the base now everyone know my name

callin me wheelz now, different from my born date

killing tracks but i ain't never see a court case

welcome to my mind aka the deep space

ak-47 to a pussy bitch face

get the fuck out my face you legless in a foot race

i've been winning you've been missing like a hideaway

but never missed only ditched like a cart in an aisle way

ya before i could rap, i never had a bitch on my lap

young man eyes low in my hat, now i fire gats

like the fire squad you's a hoe take a nap

than i smoke a bat like that to the back of my cap

wanna drive a lac, click a clip go blat

and i ain't get snitched by rats how bout that