[Intro]
Mamas cryin', both genders dyin' from homicide
It's a war in the jungle (Mhm, oh)
Woo
(Say Brando, what it's hittin' for?)
I swear, the streets left me traumatized
(Mhm, got me in a ride)
Yeah, yeah
Ba-ba-ba
Tryna turn my way, mhm, ba-ba-ba-ba

[Chorus]
I swear, the streets left me traumatized
Mamas cryin', both genders dyin' from homicides
It's a war in the jungle where it's hard to survive
You better be ready to rumble, so, be ready to ride
N***a, it's do or die
You gon' lose me tryin' to hold your pride
Lil' bitch, it's you and I
I come from where n***as diе
Now, my pockets got .9s
I come from the othеr side, play the middle, you can lose your top
We get the blame when n***as drop
Four nickles make his body rock

[Verse]
It's the same as everything off the top
Really tell you, I been through a lot
A different lane ever since I been hot
Oh, I'm so caught up in my dead run
I know she wanna fuck now my ass now
She think I'm done, fuck on this ho, and then, I smash out
Walk out the house with my mask on
Big bank, know my cash long
N***a, I can get you gone
Big reign, know my gang strong, youngins aimin' at your dome
Bitch n***a better watch they tone, I weren't raised like no ho
I was raised 'round old heads, uncle taught me the ropes
OG said, "You gon' blow, let them shooters be on go"
So, I send 'em, whenever they come, n***a get low
N***a, do it, your intentions better be shoot it
Could've had yo' ass zipped, went on that mission, and they blew it
Make me mad, play on my top like you can do it
I been a spazz, won't drop a bag, for free, they do it
I'm trippin' like I hear the Demons talkin' to me
Know weak knees, all they say they head was a full
Clear the beanie, red shooter shoot precise when they hit it
You wanna rap that gangster shit, lil' n***a, better live it
I got real friends dead, real homeboys jocin' in prison
They might bust yo' head if look grown, fuck how you feelin'
But, my family want me to change, it's too late, already in it
I know we took one to the grave, don't have to fake that we livin'
And my bank account full of millions, this only the beginning
Richest young n***a out my city
In the bricks, pens got like fifty
I do this for my day ones who real proud they livin'
[Chorus]
I swear, the streets left me traumatized
Mamas cryin', both genders dyin' from homicides
It's a war in the jungle where it's hard to survive
You better be ready to rumble, so, be ready to ride
N***a, it's do or die
You gon' lose me tryin' to hold your pride
Lil' bitch, it's you and I
I come from where n***as die
Now, my pockets got .9s
I come from the other side, play the middle, you can lose your top
We get the blame when n***as drop
Four nickles make his body rock