The Jungle Songtext
von Mystery

1st they love you today.
Then hate you tomorrow.
Dont know who to trust,
You all look suspicious.
These n*ggas dont want no smoke,
They rolling up floaters,
They keep throwin shade,
But i let it go over.
If i make you a target bet i wont miss.
N*ggas steadily throwin shots but they dont hit.
U know it cost to boss,
Dont know what sh*t you be on,
You know we came from the jungle,
So you know what we on.


(Mystery)
And yea I′m coming for wats mines.
I'm always on the grind.
If it ain′t bout the money i ain't really got no time.
This new era always cappin why the fuck u always lyin.
Bunch of haters in disguise. keep a stick up on my side.
They see the way we on it so I can't afford to walk with with out it.
And we barely talk about it.
Especially when it′s on and poppin.
Yellow tape we cautious bout it.
Homie kept on talkin Got a couffin out it.
Yea,
We Certified like we notarized it.
Yea,
U kno the vibes we tryna globalize it.
Yea,
Extra focused can′t condone the nonsense.
Nah,
Jus kush and money all up on my conscience.
Jus doing me fuck them haters watching.
Cuz still a nigga illin tho.
Ballin like a pick & roll
She straight up out a centerfold.
Ass softer than a dinner roll.
Diamonds like some water from the faucet how it drippin tho.
Now i got em sick they can't believe the way we shitting yo.

1st they love you today.
Then hate you tomorrow.
Dont know who to trust,
You all look suspicious.
These n*ggas dont want no smoke,
They rolling up floaters,
They keep throwin shade,
But i let it go over.
If i make you a target bet i wont miss.
N*ggas steadily throwin shots but they dont hit.
U know it cost to boss,
Dont know what sh*t you be on,
You know we came from the jungle,
So you know what we on.

Yea i gotta roll with that blao!

I′m nearly def off the loud.

I kno u love how that sound.

Ya bitch on my dick when we round.

Respect, then Money, then Power.


We the new wave in the town.

Wraith when we skate thru the town.

She say I'm her favorite now.

But she wasn′t wit it before.

U Won't catch me slipping at all.

But still I′ma slip in ha walls.

Then ima dip in the porsche.

Life is a bitch can't divorce.

Still love that bitch with her flaws.

Got a house in the Sky cuz of snakes in
The grass had to cement the whole lawn.

Cuz my opps be on the low.

Second handing They don't really want no smoke.

Come correct if u approach.

For i make a call have niggas posted up like we promote.

If we ain′t starve together u can′t ever call me bro.

1st they love you today.
Then hate you tomorrow.
Dont know who to trust,
You all look suspicious.
These n*ggas dont want no smoke,
They rolling up floaters,
They keep throwin shade,
But i let it go over.
If i make you a target bet i wont miss.
N*ggas steadily throwin shots but they dont hit.
U know it cost to boss,
Dont know what sh*t you be on,
You know we came from the jungle,
So you know what we