The Jungle

Yeah, only thing I knew was that revenge is a promise, man (Emerald) Could've did that shit three years ago, three days ago 30 years ago, nigga, shit gon' catch up on you Uh, I was in the jungle But someone put me where the city at, we spin around And go from block to block in city cabs, I know I'll make it But realize that half my city cap, must be crazy If niggas catch me lacking I'll be damned, keep it going See, I've been setting bars they couldn't beat it, get annoying The real don't give a fuck, please don't ask me how it's going See, I can't turn my back on my nigga who dodging warrant This that love and loyalty, see this shit be so important (yeah) Free 47 I only fuck with glizzy's, 23's and 27's I was in the trap serving junkies, serving Kevin Might not know me now, but where I'm from see I'm a legend Police on my back, I hit the gas just like the Chevron Bitch, I hit a left, hit a right, then hit the exit AMG Benz flying through the intersection I ain't have shit in the trap, only had Netflix Bitch, they call me Pressa, so she tried to impress me Police want me locked up, but first they gotta catch me Smoking with a gun, so we took him on a high speed Wassi he go crazy with a gun, off molly Nigga gon' be dead if a nigga try to try me Bitch gon' end up dead if she ever try to line me Bullets rip his face, I ain't fighting like Miyagi Bitch, we start a storm in the pot, real Tsunami (Ban-, Bando) It's just a 38 cah if the opps come, we gotta shell back Pretty little bitch, I put my gun in her Chanel bag I got love for the guys, I see the ones that didn't help man Double R cream seats, she wanna fuck, I tell her fuck me in the back then Two pistols, one brown and one black skeng I like spinners, I like Glock nine's, I really want a Mac-ten My nigga got life 'cause with his knife he just splashed ten (free him) And I like nina's with gold bells And she a jezzie, so, I fuck her in the hotel A nigga died, he got fried, I said "Oh, well" My pistols nearby, I can't lack up in this cold world My YG's charged up, they're tryna go L, that's tat for tat Two shotguns, they both blast off back to back And you ain't like that so how you hit the booth and rap your cap? Shawty talk loads, she love to chat and chat My nigga caught a body all for the gang I was in the jungle But someone put me where the city at, we spin around And go from block to block in city cabs, I know I'll make it But realize that half my city cap, must be crazy If niggas catch me lacking I'll be damned, keep it going See, I've been setting bars they couldn't beat, it get annoying The real don't give a fuck, please don't ask me how it's going See, I can't turn my back on my nigga who dodging warrant This that love and loyalty, see this shit be so important (yeah)