Lirik

We in the jungle And that's what I keep telling her Hand up in the bag, best secure it like a messenger Fuck a rubber band Bouncing back is only regular I ain't pop no Xan I'm just heating up, no temperature We in the jungle And that's what I keep telling her Hand up in the bag, best secure it like a messenger Fuck a rubber band Bouncing back is only regular I ain't pop no Xan I'm just heating up, no temperature Hoo! hoo! This what I do and that's what you don't Tell me we cool, iced out like slopes How do you rule? With out the throne Listen Can you hear it That's winning All day, that's binging Dried out, condition I don't need your permission See the future, with no visions This repetition, flipping the script like some improv television Stay out the kitchen if you can't cook You ain't gotta look But how you live a life if you only by the book Rest in peace my niggas Mac Mill and X for making art, and not just checks I just checked So know my name got more respect on it Fuck ya story, I'm that nigga that y'all mentioning Clear the table, I just ate, so pass the napkins Wipe me down, got yo girl askin', can she get my help with it That's just the business I'm wishing I was kidding I switch it off, Willie Smithing Iconic, like Jaden's vision I rock it, blast off, you missed it I'll Kaepernick on you bitches That Kodak moment, I filmed it That Kodak moment, I killed it We in the jungle And that's what I keep telling her Hand up in the bag, best secure it like a messenger Fuck a rubber band Bouncing back is only regular I ain't pop no Xan I'm just heating up, no temperature We in the jungle And that's what I keep telling her Hand up in the bag, best secure it like a messenger Fuck a rubber band Bouncing back is only regular I ain't pop no Xan I'm just heating up, no temperature How do you explain it We fucked up and I'm faded I love when, you naked Why do I run from these cold thoughts I know what you want Switching up the physical, so that we ain't gotta talk It's a lot, it's a - yeah I'll just play the part Throw you the controller, got me shooting in the dark I ain't sign up I made my mind up So while we fight love I'm pulling circles just hide love Got me going crazy It's a cycle, how the grind rough Say that you a diamond But the jewelry all behind us Damn she playing dirty But fuck it, I'll be the lion King of the Jungle I'm almighty, like I'm from Zion Resting your head up on my shoulder while you be crying Told you I'm coming back Call you back, I'll keep you flying You ain't gotta smoke it, you take it, for real Fires burning the words, your learning, that's why we rioting Now tell me the divide Cause I see you switching sides You ain't gotta say the truth I'm just sick of hearing lies Bless up
Writer(s): Adiel Mitchell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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