Jungle Lyrics

Welcome to the jungle

Ay, Welcome to the jungle

Grew up hustlin', robbin', killin', this like every summer

Got the game straight from his pops, but think just like his mama

Toatin 40's cockin' back, that bitch sound like thunder

Jail or dead the life he chose, so he know what's up

If that shit ain't bout no money, he don't give no fuck

He got shooters on his side, still keep Nina tucked

Love used, heart abused, he ran out of trust

Since the jit he been that nigga, never been a lame

Been the leader, shit got deeper, so he chose the lane

Ran up Benji's, no advance, blew that on the gang

Baddest bitches wanna fuck him, now he made a name

But look closer, he ain't stupid, he know wrong from right

Put that pussy before money, you gon' lose your life

Tryna shine without your gun, they gon' dim your light

Oh, you stoppin' at that light, better have your pipe

Ridin', bumpin', motivation, shorty built the last

Told his broski come outside, I'm in that black Jag

They shook up and dropped the G's, like, let's get this bag

Shorty look right in his rear view, saw a black mask

Shorty reachin' for his gun, niggas started bustin

Where's homie? Niggas bitches, all he saw him duckin

All that talk bout game for life, guess that shit was nothin

Seconds later, found his gun, shorty finna up it

Shorty brave, he bustin' back, he ain't scared of nothin

Real gangster to the core, that's just how he comin

Check his left, he threw like two, but that pussy duckin

Check this right, he like, let's go, caught the other runnin

All these niggas gettin' money, why they after him

Shorty crossed a couple niggas, ballin' out the gym

Dunking dick all in they bitches like his name's tim

Always knew that he was different, he ain't shit like them

Two months later, he on demon, shorty tryna ride

This time different, fuck the rules, this shit bout his pride

Instagram, what's his page? Saw his op online

Fuck a treaty, he want blood, shorty finna slide

Now he focused in the Matrix like he took a pill

How his mind shift from money to just tryna drill

Niggas tried to take his life, now he out to kill

Shorty dancin' with the devil like he signed a deal

7.30, spent this block, caught that nigga lackin

Walked him down, up this blick, pussy boy was brackin

Before rappers, we was killers, don't think that I'm cappin

And I ain't gotta say the rest, you already know what happened

Nigga