I used to have Jack, in the fridge and the bank, I'm not goin' back I had bed bugs, I had roaches and rats, I'm not goin' back Makin' this cheese cannot be this easy, there must be a catch I'm spendin' and makin it back So maybe it's balance in that I used to have Jack, in the fridge and the bank, I'm not goin' back I had bed bugs, I had roaches and rats, I'm not goin' back Making' this cheese cannot be this easy, there must be a catch I'm spendin' and makin it back So maybe it's balance in that (I used to have Jack) They know I switch the time zone and Bring this shit home, they tippin' they hats I don't want nothin' in return from None of my bro's for scratchin' they backs Some people wanna be clones, to each his own, go get you some racks They goin' nowhere too fast Only God knows how they crash Soon as I found me a window, I got in where I fit in If I make somebody a widow, she gon' have her some millis More money more problems but fuck it we'll take it When we used to be broke it was shitty Can't be a nobody in my own city I ride like the mayor, my windows is tinted These people ain't playin' my songs out of pity They actually genuinely fuckin' with me They pay me in tens, twenties, hundreds, fifties I'm takin' it all cash, I ain't picky Don't give me no hard pass, let me figure it out I'm not a liability nigga I hustle like I got a mini-me nigga It's Tall Racks til infinity I used to have Jack, in the fridge and the bank, I'm not goin' back I had bed bugs, I had roaches and rats, I'm not goin' back Makin' this cheese cannot be this easy, there must be a catch I'm spendin' and makin it back So maybe it's balance in that I used to have Jack, in the fridge and the bank, I'm not goin' back I had bed bugs, I had roaches and rats, I'm not goin' back Makin' this cheese cannot be this easy, there must be a catch I'm spendin' and makin it back So maybe it's balance in that (I used to have...)

Huh It sounds so perfect I fuck who I want when I want to Ain't no rules in the jungle Niggas gettin' high, gettin' drunk in the jungle Used to get the left over sips from my uncles Niggas, you should really give a shit, he was humble Yeah, my little niggas got dark where the sun go We was sinnin' in the backyard, it was fun though We was young and dancin' with the devil, bitch ya dun know (yeah) I was prayin' to a fake cuban link, stupid me Pain to the girl I'm dating now, would you believe? All the little shit they used to say would ruin me Turned me to a man and now nothin' is new to me Marinate, marinate, marinate (marinate) Masturbate addiction in the seventh grade (yeah) Now I tell her make that booty levitate (levitate) Now she hold my dick up like a accolade (accolade) Who let the dog off the leash? Who let the wolf see the sheep? Let 'em eat right now Who wasn't lame in his teens? Who got your broad in the sheets eatin' meat right now? (Perfect) My Puerto Rican bitches lookin' colored eksê My colored bitches lookin' Puerto Rican ese I fuck who I want when I want to Ain't no rules in the jungle Niggas gettin' high, gettin' drunk in the jungle Used to get the left over sips from my uncles Niggas, you should really give a shit, we was humble Yeah, my little niggas got dark where the sun go We was sinnin' in the backyard, it was fun though It sounds so perfect (perfect, perfect) I'm a hoes nigga, not a hoe nigga PS4 nigga, I control niggas Ivyson religion, watch your tone nigga I'm on the phone with a gorilla I can't take no shit, I take a joke nigga I was diggin' my grave and found gold, nigga I'm the future you are talking to the bones, nigga (God damn) Ease up Pinky, ears, neck freeze up (Damn that nigga blingin') He's a Monkey with some diamonds, oh good Jesus Fuck goin' broke and givin' up, threesome Apes stick together 'cause we are a people And I know that lyin' is below me but if my nigga say he don't know I don't know either, bitch I fuck who I want when I want to Ain't no rules in the jungle Niggas gettin' high, gettin' drunk in the jungle Bitches gettin' high, gettin' drunk in the jungle Niggas, you should really give a shit, we was humble Yeah, my little niggas got dark where the sun go We was sinnin' in the backyard, it was fun though We was young and dancin' with the devil, bitch ya dun know Jungle