King Of The Jungle Lyrics

Diamond in the ruff, the pressure on me gave me clarity

Rather be respected than for niggas to be scared of me

Really gotta listen in these streets, I'm moving carefully

Niggas wishing death of me, 'cause the world hearing me

I know moving right when I got jealous niggas hating on me

Momma love a pray for me, enemies be preying on me

Bro died, heard his last words, 'he said make It for me

Trademarked his name to the block, and they can't take It from me

Used to be outside every day, we shooting baskets

Then I seen shooters turn shooters after practice

Black mamba with a Choppa, this is Tragic

Tired of getting bully, so he went and got a ratchet

And he ain't have his own bed until they brought his casket

Man, I swear the god, the youngins need direction

Scared to walk with a gun but stIll want protection

Fuck around and named his 2 kids Smith and Wesson

Man, I'm living in this jungle (in this jungle)

Full of lions, tigers, and bears

You gotta be aware, (you gotta be aware)

Man, I'm telling you, this shit get real (man, this shit gets real)

I just wanna sign a deal (gotta sign a deal)

F*** around and help my momma see a mill

Trust me, I don't wanna be a meal (uhuhh uhuhh)

I ain't choose this shit, man I grew up in this lifestyle

Butter and guns, but the guns be the starter pack

See the cops, hit the Jets on them, we ain't going back

Tryna get that corner back, you know we worked hard for that

Yup I got the Sauce just let me know where the Gardener at

My brother see 12, he get the Airing, I'm like Roger that

You get caught slipping with ya kid, we might honor that

This 330 forever, owouu, this where the Army at

Tried to make It out the building, caught him by the laundrymat

Save so many niggas, put the lives up on a hard drive

Demons fighting with me, had to put them in my Archive

My cuzz been bugging out since 15 when his moms died (Free Brazz)

We ain't Jay Prince and them, but you know we got mob ties

If trapping ain't working, be humble and go get get a job

I'm same nigga by myself, and when I'm with the squad

You get caught spotted in ya whip, you gotta switch the car

Niggas hating to see you getting cheese, they'll swiss the car

Yeah, I'm lactose, but keep It close, and I can't lack toast

Bullets got him drowning in his blood, he doing back strokes

Im tryna help the youngins in the trenches understand

I was 9 when my pops died, I turned into a man

I seen niggas sink fast, man I'm talking quicksand

I could take you for a ride, but you gonna need a wristband

I'm the face of the block, we took some L's to the chin

I'll do anything just to see all my brothers win, owouu

Man, I'm living in this jungle (in this jungle)

Full of lions, tigers, and bears

You gotta be aware (you gotta be aware)

Man, I'm telling you, this shit get real (man, this shit gets real)

I just wanna sign a deal (gotta sign a deal)

F*** around and help my momma see a mill

Trust me, I don't wanna be a meal (uhuhh uhuhh)

I ain't choose this shit, man I grew up in this lifestyle

Grew up in this lifestyle