Cold Jungle

I’m from that concrete cold jungle

I tell them stories that make gangsters miss the fucking hustle

Throw down my cards and watch em all beg for reshuffle

I’m seeing double cause these thotties done quadrupled

Or is tripled

Doesn’t matter cause I’m not no mister

Nice guy nigga I might get your fucking sisters

To start kissing

Think I’m balling but it’s just the scrimmage

I paint a image that make rap niggas fucking shiver

I eat your liver like I’m Lecter

This is not no lecture

More like a riddle

In the middle like I’m Malcolm X

I'm a fucking martyr

In uncharted territories that you dudes won’t touch

I’m from that NYC, I make a jugg on the bus

I’m in uptown playgrounds getting it done

I might sound serious but these bars are fun

I been G before the mic and all that social stuff

Catch one these rap niggas talking imma call they bluff

Word

I been G before the mic and all that social stuff

Catch one these rap niggas talking imma call they bluff

Word