i wanna stay in the jungle!
you wouldn't last one day
sipping all on that juice all day
pregame hard to the coup parlait
i hate clubs let's do bar
roll your weed on the bridge
sit back and enjoy the trip
think i wanna make some bread
this day just might be my last
got a bank roll where i keep my flask
ain't no thing as how we live
bae li'l feet are up on that dash
ya'll gave me another day
sipping liquor with my niggas
blessing over blessings euphoria on my melon
i'm richer than rockefeller
we riding all through my city
the city that taught me lessons
got homies that carry shotties to send the haters a message
i'm doing it for my homies from saratoga to nevins
in this city of hustle and pissing trains
this town is like jumanji
but all your fortune can go just like it came
so if your shit ain't drifting you better stay in your lane
in this city of hustle and pissing trains
this town is like jumanji
but all your fortune can go just like it came
so if your shit ain't drifting you better stay in your lane
your li'l friends ain't got your back
and if you dealing and money type real trust that you boys looking at your pack
chatting with the man up top
i gotta lay down this track
when your heart ain't so strong and you tryna get the case so long
and you in your room and you see your doom
and you got no choice but to face those wrongs
i don't think you really ready for this life
internet stirring up all this hype
stars on the boulevard 'cause that's what the poor kids like
you don't really do this shit
you'll be pushing up tulips kid
wrong place at the wrong time in this cold town snatch your breath on some new york shit
hit so hard like a new york spliff
get caught up with crew forces
give up what you think you know
that shit ain't gone help you here
don't let motherfuckers get too close
you gone once they smell your fear
niggas always wanna sink your boat
not many brothers make it to dry land
in this city of hustle and pissing trains
this town is like jumanji
but all your fortune can go just like it came
so if your shit ain't drifting you better stay in your lane
in this city of hustle and pissing trains
this town is like jumanji
but all your fortune can go just like it came
so if your shit ain't drifting you better stay in your lane
they don't grind like this
they gold chains don't shine like this
getting fresh air tryna find my bliss
and you can have the fame
just show me love when i'm on the stage
and i'm here all week and it's all a rave
my life free from all the pain that i came to know in my former days
and i rap for the niggas that slit they wrist 'cause they been to war like mr. gaines
got me getting in my feels
ain't that nigga waiting for my deal
all i know is baking cake and lay low 'cause it's showing off break the bank
selling they soul just to have nice stuff
spending they check on another man brand that will never give back to the hood
but get these shells if you on my grass
spend all my nights getting wild fucked up in the daytime at art galleries
don't let no man define you
in this city of hustle and pissing trains
this town is like jumanji
but all your fortune can go just like it came
so if your shit ain't drifting you better stay in your lane
in this city of hustle and pissing trains
this town is like jumanji
but all your fortune can go just like it came
so if your shit ain't drifting you better stay in your lane