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Jungle Lyrics - Artist : Moneybagg Yo
Never cried about the struggle I adapted, in my mind I go back to it I'm relapsing
I cash out for all the times that we ain't have it, got more guns than problems so I don't panic Man I come straight out the jungle, having nothing make me humble If a nigga try to rob you would you give it up or die for it I could spot the fake a mile away I got an eye for it Cause I'm out the jungle, its trees and rocks inside the jungle Snake ass niggas in the grass wanna take you under My gorillas they untamed they might take your mama Im in Cali in the hills getting calls bout murders, on the ground [?] count shells no turtles Scrappin change out the couch for a McDonalds burger Used to make palace on the floor now I'm sleepin on Serta Had to go hard hard, to get myself away from that The jungle still part part of me, forever my habitat Banana clip for the monkeys, won't speak on it but it haunt me Life changed in two years would shed a tear but Never cried about the struggle I adapted, in my mind I go back to it I'm relapsing I cash out for all the times that we ain't have it, got more guns than problems so I don't panic Man I come straight out the jungle, having nothing make me humble If a nigga try to rob you would you give it up or die for it I could spot the fake a mile away I got an eye for it Moment of silence for my guardian angels, I pray that they watch over us from every angle Jealous is at an all time high, if heaven had a face time I'd hit up all my guys Niggas out here want the spotlight for the wrong reason It shouldn't matter who pay for dinner if we all eating Them loses that hurt your heart swear the shit get brutal Brick gang armor lost a soldier MIP lil ruger Got the heart of a lion coming from that zoo I know some bodies dropped today and I ain't even watch the news Hittin babies by accident when ya'll gone learn how to shoot The jungle make monsters and I'm the proof Never cried about the struggle I adapted, in my mind I go back to it I'm relapsing I cash out for all the times that we ain't have it, got more guns than problems so I don't panic Man I come straight out the jungle, having nothing make me humble If a nigga try to rob you would you give it up or die for it I could spot the fake a mile away I got an eye for it Cause I'm out the jungle |
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