Lyrics Moneybagg Yo – Jungle

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

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

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