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Jungle Video (MV)




Performed By: AlecTheHuman
Language: English
Length: 2:36
Written by: Alec Ward




AlecTheHuman - Jungle Lyrics




(Aye)
(Dog)

How ya verses be perfect plus you spit em with ease
It's like I'm raidin' they purses, see it don't come from me
G it just comes from the streets
Man I am what I breathe
Better yet I'm anything that my mind wanna be
Pull up and they see
Please don't make it a scene
Momma used to bitch at her son when he ain't have Visine
Pops knew I was trappin' just to keep up with my needs
Then he pulled me aside, told me some rules to the streets
Like step one, watch your back 'cause everyone's fake
Step two, never ever sell to any of the jakes
Step three, before you sell to them find out where they stay
Step four, if they do you wrong then walk up in they place
Bitch I come from the gritty city
Fiends everywhere that you be
Smokin, sortin, rollin doobies
Acid tripping' like the movies
Catch me at the Regal smokin' backwoods like they legal
Never smoke a preroll
Woods for the peoples
Grab a pack of honey's then I'll be on my way
Bitch I ain't no dummy, you know my pockets straight
Never love a bitch even if that lil bitch is late
I just did a fact check and the real ones is fake

I just ran inside the house
Gucci on me to my socks
No rats or a Mickey Mouse
No flockin' but get flocked
You a broke boy, you a opp
Your bitch lovin me a lot
Why she bouncin' on my cock?
Rollin' woods nonstop
Smokin' on moonrock
Never ever love a thot
That's how you go and get shot
Like B.I.G. or like Pac
Wrist whipping' over the pot
In the kitchen nonstop
That's all I hear in your songs
Real life you is soft

I just walked in the place
With a tool by my waist
Spent two hundred on the tab
Spent four hundred on my date
Got the weed, need a wood
Smokin' dope in your hood
Police know my name so I know that ain't good
Ain't nothin' was the same
Ain't nothin' was the same
When I lost my dog mane ain't nothin' was the same
Smokin' all this kush and it still don't ease the pain
Sippin' on this drank help me feel okay

I ain't ever found love before
Love don't live here that's all I know
Ain't rich but been broke before
Can't go back, yea I still need more
I ain't ever found love before
Love don't live here that's all I know
Ain't rich but been broke before
Can't go back, yea I still need more
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(Aye)
(Dog)

How ya verses be perfect plus you spit em with ease
It's like I'm raidin' they purses, see it don't come from me
G it just comes from the streets
Man I am what I breathe
Better yet I'm anything that my mind wanna be
Pull up and they see
Please don't make it a scene
Momma used to bitch at her son when he ain't have Visine
Pops knew I was trappin' just to keep up with my needs
Then he pulled me aside, told me some rules to the streets
Like step one, watch your back 'cause everyone's fake
Step two, never ever sell to any of the jakes
Step three, before you sell to them find out where they stay
Step four, if they do you wrong then walk up in they place
Bitch I come from the gritty city
Fiends everywhere that you be
Smokin, sortin, rollin doobies
Acid tripping' like the movies
Catch me at the Regal smokin' backwoods like they legal
Never smoke a preroll
Woods for the peoples
Grab a pack of honey's then I'll be on my way
Bitch I ain't no dummy, you know my pockets straight
Never love a bitch even if that lil bitch is late
I just did a fact check and the real ones is fake

I just ran inside the house
Gucci on me to my socks
No rats or a Mickey Mouse
No flockin' but get flocked
You a broke boy, you a opp
Your bitch lovin me a lot
Why she bouncin' on my cock?
Rollin' woods nonstop
Smokin' on moonrock
Never ever love a thot
That's how you go and get shot
Like B.I.G. or like Pac
Wrist whipping' over the pot
In the kitchen nonstop
That's all I hear in your songs
Real life you is soft

I just walked in the place
With a tool by my waist
Spent two hundred on the tab
Spent four hundred on my date
Got the weed, need a wood
Smokin' dope in your hood
Police know my name so I know that ain't good
Ain't nothin' was the same
Ain't nothin' was the same
When I lost my dog mane ain't nothin' was the same
Smokin' all this kush and it still don't ease the pain
Sippin' on this drank help me feel okay

I ain't ever found love before
Love don't live here that's all I know
Ain't rich but been broke before
Can't go back, yea I still need more
I ain't ever found love before
Love don't live here that's all I know
Ain't rich but been broke before
Can't go back, yea I still need more
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Writer: Alec Ward
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