In The Jungle

In The Jungle （Dave East/Styles P/Tish Hyman
Produced by：Noah Styles
Let's get some money
East what up
Turn that s**t up Poobs ayy
He's boujee as f**k really not he's dumb high
Uzi in a tux put your rain on your girl doobie
I do be in a rush
Wearin'Gucci eatin'vegan sushi movin'in the clutch
F**k around and fill a Uber up with dust
Sell it to your hood and
I got the shooter in the cut
Nah go and get the law we on that P s**t
Make a toast you are checkin'out
That Ghost and East s**t
Prayin'to the East running from the West precinct
If I kill a man does that make me less decent
If I hurt a man does that make me less lenient
They could shoot first they gon'send the next team in
They could hit the deck 'fore they send the next beam in
Got the pounds comin'yeah we got the next green in
Got the new spot you can send the next fiend in
This the Ghost check out East he's the next heathen
Livin'in the jungle everybody wants to be a lion
Yeah but death will make you humble when you dyin'
Yeah death will make you humble when you dyin'
Dyin'dyin'
Yeahhhh money make these little n***as feel like giants
But death will make you humble when you dyin'
Yeah death will make you humble when you dyin'
Yeahhhh-yeah yeahhhhh
If I don't know you you gon'see how
I react in the photo facts
In D-C with the package on me meet me at the go-go
Hid the dimes in my drawers the knicks look like NoDoz
Me and Pooch chop in the mornin'we really sew O's
If I'm the next heathen I'ma make sure I'm the best breathin'
Forty on me no jeans it's sweat season
I know my past hoes they regret leavin'I know
I couldda died in that crash really regret speedin'
Ghost and Dave is complimented by no one n***a
I be in the Bay just conversatin'with growers
All your favorite actresses love me I really know 'em
Gym Star under that Gucci I really blow 'em on God
Pause that runnin'in buildins but not that
Used to bein'text which phones before I call back
Twenty-nine almost thirty still got my flag on
I ain't dead or in jail
So my momma could brag on me
Think I'm deliverin'mail I got that bag on it
I already know they gon'tell
I got a mask on me
If you wanna new job n***a just ask homie
You a pump I know your boss used
To get packs from me
Pump a*s n***as just want some P***y
Rollin'up cookie watchin'movies about Tookie
If you lackin'the real I'm what your life needs
Told my Cali shorty to meet me on thirty-ninth street
Livin'in the jungle everybody wants to be a lion
Yeah but death will make you humble when you dyin'
Yeah death will make you humble when you dyin'
Yeahhhh money make these little n***as feel like giants
But death will make you humble when you dyin'
Yeah death will make you humble when you dyin'
Yeahhhh-yeah yeahhhhh
The Ghost and the paranoid playin'East s**t
Cold-hearted n***a guaranteed to let the heat get
Tryna pray got some s**t to weigh and I'm leafless
If I shoot first I ain't got to sweat the defense
Used to know the story I ain't gotta set the pretense
Play the Hudson river bring the chains and the cement
I'm a gangsta n***a tell your b***h to suck the semen
We New York giants I ain't talkin''bout the G-men
Livin'in the jungle everybody wants to be a lion
Yeah but death will make you humble when you dyin'
Yeah death will make you humble when you dyin'
Dyin'dyin'
Yeahhhh money make these little n***as feel like giants
But death will make you humble when you dyin'
Yeah death will make you humble when you dyin'
Yeahhhh-yeah yeahhhhh
Yeah death will make you humble when you
Yeah death will make you humble when you
But death will make you humble when you
Yeahhh money make these little n***as feel like giants
But death will make you humble when you dyin'
Death-death-death will make you humble when you dyin'
Yeahhhh-yeah yeahhhhh