King Of The Jungle
(BandP—)
(Drvmlord)
Frozone (Aimonmyneck made it)
So Icy (Let the band play)
Let's go
This rappin' sh*t easy for me like a poem
I'm Louis V-ed down to my feet, better watch where you step in this b**ch 'cause I'm armed
Remember they doubted, I break this sh*t out from my neck all way down to my palm
I used to make wishes to stars in the sky, now a young nigga shine like the Sun
King of the jungle, I need every crumb
Diss on the gang, hit your block with a bomb
I got shooters there still like my name Farrakhan
I do this sh*t for my mama, the struggle and hustle
Thank God He got me out the slums
Daddy say he ain't raisin' no bum
Now look at your son, yeah, that nigga a don
Chasin' money like I'm on the run
If 12 come and get me, I bet I'll make bond
Pillow talkers, I call 'em informants
Couple days later, her hands in my garnments
Save the money in case it get stormy
f**ked up a lot, I admit, but I'm growin'
Different shows state to state like I'm tourin'
They ain't gon' admit, but I got 'em influenced
Never fell off, they ask what I'm doin'
Just stackin' this bread, ain't no feelings I'm showin'
Thank God He got me out the slums
b**ch-ass nigga, Big Grim Reaper Gang
Daddy say he ain't raisin' no bum
Now look at your son, yeah, that nigga a don (Frozone)
King of the jungle, I need every crumb
