4 Homies
Jungle (Ft. Roy)
Hook {Roy}
Young Simba Turned to Mufasa, aye
Two hands up for Wakanda, yeah
Broadcasting live from the jungle, uh
Wild cats buzzing like a cellphone, wait
In the jungle X3
Keep aside for no trouble

{Mxestro}
I knew I was right x2
I knew I took flight
I knew that she bite
I knew that she might
Just end up with me tonight

I ended the fight with Nike
She braided her hair like mike
The codeine is on my mind
Crazy I can define
I'm lazy but look at the time
Look at the time
I asked her to find
A place between the lines
Out there with the greats in disguise
Leave me right there behind
Issa vibe
Get inside
I live by the edge
I jump on the fence
I jump on the trench
Get me my wrench
Hop on the track
I got it like Mac miller
I got it like trap tiller
It’s heavy I can't see her
I lately got top seers
It's raining I cannot complain

Hook {Roy}
Young Simba Turned to Mufasa, aye
Two hands up for Wakanda, yeah
Broadcasting live from the jungle, uh
Wild cats buzzing like a cellphone, wait
In the jungle X3
Keep aside for no trouble


{Papa T}

It’s crazy how people talk
It's crazy how the jungle made me numb
Yeah
It's crazy how feelings start
It's crazy Cz dreams are like shooting stars
A movie we're shooting stars In the
Jungle watching vines hanging out
My brains they banging out
Got the loud (da' loud X2)

Two hands up like we surrendering
But it's really the bars I've been raising
Double cup like we a couple but
Honestly this is just one for my problems
Snakes in the grass and it’s growing
This is the jungle and ain’t nobody mowing it
Hoping to do like I promised
Cut that shit down and I cut them all loose like

Vibranium in my mind
As a child they taught me to fear
Anything that flies
But now am the one flying
When I tell you look inside
Your Wakanda is your mind
Don't be too scared to fly
Skies ain’t tormenting like grounds

{Mootownoh}

Shouted out the jungle in the past
N***as thought I play with the facts, (No...)
That's not It, coz its kinda real, but that's not it
I'mma digress coz I have to represent
Different typa strings, but the same silhouette
Same dark n***a with a sound so fresh
Fruit of my labor I’mma have to harvest

Perfect fitting for the dress, yes
She top me off from the neck, So impressive Issa Russian roulette
Shawty crazy I'mma miss her with the euro-step (step)
Hit it pass it to the left, (left)
Issa deadly game, watch your ankles
If you coming at me, better come correct
I own the jungle, I'm a lion with a bitter taste for
N***as who be lying
If the homies with it, then I gotta get it
Hunting victims treat it like a privilege, ah

Hook {Roy}
Young Simba Turned to Mufasa, aye
Two hands up for Wakanda, yeah
Broadcasting live from the jungle, uh
Wild cats buzzing like a cellphone, wait
In the jungle X3
Keep aside for no trouble

Vibranium in my mind
As a child they taught me to fear
Anything that flies
But now am the one flying
When I tell you look inside
Your Wakanda is your mind
Don't be too scared to fly
Skies ain't tormenting like grounds

{Roy}

Young Simba stay warm in the winter
Straight face no filter
Look at my face, talk to me nice, you can't the run the race
We smokin' that green eriday
3pt call me curry on the swish
Gadem don't trip....i dint know she was yo chick
In the jungle we rumble keep it tight we don't fumble
We firm we don't stumble
Don't talk behind my back bruh...you know that I'm dumbo