Jungle (feat. Stunna Cee)
Troublemane
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Rumble young man rumble Bitch I feel like Ali It ain’t raining but it’s cloudy Muddy sands on my beach At time my dreams outta reach I got my lil sister to raise I can’t get caught in the streets I can’t get caught in this beef I’m glad my daddy Beat his stroke But now he can barely see The thought of him goin blind That shit keep fuckin wit me If I don’t do nothing Imma make me some money Spent my days in the struggle I was raised in the jungle If I don’t do nothing Imma make me some money Spent my days in the struggle I was raised in the jungle If I don’t do nothing Imma make me some money Spent my days in the struggle I was raised in the jungle If I don’t do nothing Imma make me some money Spent my days in the struggle I was raised in the jungle Eric told on me My bitch woke up and left Hit the road on me It’s the things I won’t forget My heart cold homie Just want the world To feel my pain Muddy shoes and dirty jacket I been walkin in the rain I can see it in your eyes That you goin thru the same I make music for my soul I smoke reefer for my pain Daddy did it all his life This shit flowing in my veins You remember all your cars You remember all our names You remember we was kids You recorded everything But you can’t recall the music Is it cause it brought you pain Ain’t pick the guitar up in years But your fingers move the same Still have flashbacks Of that Vega On 270 switching lanes skrrt Daddy told me Either you goin Chase money Or you goin chase a dream But you goin Chase something Out this motherfucka If I don’t do nothing Imma make me some money Spent my days in the struggle I was raised in the jungle If I don’t do nothing Imma make me some money Spent my days in the struggle I was raised in the jungle If I don’t do nothing Imma make me some money Spent my days in the struggle I was raised in the jungle If I don’t do nothing Imma make me some money Spent my days in the struggle I was raised in the jungle Oxon hill side Raised me Seat Pleasant molded me 9 years old where the Snorters and smokers be Outside thuggin I’m only a baby Gee got me outside Toting a 380 Fish told me how to move He say lil nigga get your money We was born piss poor So we post in front at sunnys At the store tryn make a flip Stack up me a couple chips Help mama out wit the rent At night my pocket full of lint Huh cuz a nigga never had shit Family full of street niggaz Mentors I never had it I looked up to the dope boys The coke boys the drug dealers I grew up bumping UGK Molded by thug niggaz Section 8 housing Mama barely getting by I was wearing had me downs While all the other kids was fly But I understood That’s just the way this life That we live go I had to Hustle Niggaz no what I did it for The money Big Stunna Cee nigga Nigga gotta get paid man And don’t you ever forget Nononsence family for life 10 times
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Written by: KIRK BENNETT, JANINE CUNNINGHAM, RORY GILLIGAN, AEION HOILETT, LAMONT SAVORY, PAUL SMITH, Jaron I Lamot, Colton Fisher, Jason Rabinowitz, Craig Smith
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