The Jungle

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(feat. KeKe, Tyesha) 

[Verse 1:] 
Its 10 o'clock, wakin' up for a new day 
Another dollar, hit the block, gotta get paid 
Spendin hours, movin rocks or blue-collar worker 
Approached many times, proposition for a merger 
T.T., an independent and he know the worth of 
What he control is more than they had to offer 
He scoffed at the idea of what they had to say 
So Uptown, so T.T. to have it your way 
We buy you out now, or take it later homie 
T.T. told Uptown 'show me' and the beef was set 
See somebody definitely gon' feel it 
They gotta show the other who the realest, turn killers 
They say sleep is the cousin of death 
And nobody wanna die, so nobody getting rest 
98 degrees, sun out scorchin 
T.T. got gunned down on his mama porch drinkin' lemonade 

[Chorus:] 
I'm tryin to tell ya that the shit will drive you crazy 
Take ya brotha, take ya son or ya baby 
What I know now, is what this hood made me 
Livin life in the Jungle 

[Verse 2:] 
Gina had a gig watchin other peoples' kids 
Trustworthy, but nobody checked the way she lived 
Westside, Hampton Courts, Apartment 2K 
Two kids already and a dude named Jay 
Jay had some issues, a problem with his hands 
He used to put 'em on Gina like she was a man 
And that's problematic, always in the some static 
He used to show his ass in front of kids a filthy habit 
Gina had enough, she couldn't take the pain 
She told Jay she bout to find herself a new man 
She got a new plan, and a new focus 
She don't need Jay no more and he know this 
Meantime somebody's baby in the tub drownin 
Jay in the bedroom on Gina poundin' 
Face down the way she found him 
Now they both doin fair time, I'm thinking she got life DAMN 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 3:] 
Homeboy he got dreams formulatin plans 
Schemes on the other hand tryna get grands 
Stick-up man in the hood, takin all ya grams 
They remember when he wasn't ill, just Fam 
Now he on a dolo mission 
Graduated 86' Datsun to a brand-new Expedition 
His team on the outside wishin 
Lookin in with green eyes, it wasn't no surprise that 
Solitude would be his downfall 
He left his crew at the bottom so they gotta take him down pa 
All he had to do was put em' on some game 
Share a little bit, but he wanted all the fame 
Cruisin' round the hood, perpin' hard, actin lame 
Not knowin he gon' get it, it's a motherfuckin shame 
Pulled up to the curb to show love to his man 
Them boyz put two in his brain and called that shit even 

[Chorus]
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