Music Video
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Niglevel
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Victor B Hill
Producer
Lyrics
It's a jungle out there the way it supposed to be
Boom, Niglevel in the room
Assume, this is how I make it y'all
Old school cannot fake it God
I got a Question
You want me to learn a lesson
Bring it back, fuck it I'm on track
You teasing me
You the fuck don't believe in me
Shit I got the key
Hold your horses viciously
Bow down now let the vibe flow let the vibe flow, now you know
Niglevel, Niglevel, Niglevel in the house
Ha-ha-ha-ha shout shake your body in and out
I'm in the booth tearing it down, running it
This how you do it, Old school, get your children they will improve
Tell you mama, again and again tell your father, it ain't the end
Niglevel don't pretend
Friend, you're my mother fucking friend
We going to ride like NASA
Don't cry, dry your eyes we here to do this for real, live
I'm in the booth, this my world that's the truth
You want it you want it you want it you want it you got it, real rap
This is where it's at
This ain't no fake shit, that shit, this is real old school shit
We can't be duplicated
We can't be duplicated
No way
I know y'all feel me out there
Put me on the spot I'm hot, hot as a kettle, you forgot
I went back in the days; I'm going back in the days
You better behave, time, ain't fucking with your grave
I ain't a fucking slave, devil is a lie
Uh-oh, did I say it, tilt your hat ha, ha, ha
Writer(s): Victor Hill
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