Jungle

Lyrics

[Hook: Don Benjamin] I am from the jungle But I remain humble See I am from the jungle But now I count hundreds See I'm from the… [Verse 1: Skippa da Flippa] North, you either lost [?] my Beemer and went to get sauce I'm from the jungle like [?] Niggas don't shine and throw shade but it's false Learn your position and work it I be like Rihanna 'cause she like to work it If you [?] like it was Turkish Hold hundreds, start shakin', get nervous You real or fake, you should make up your mind The money come first, you should keep that in mind Worry 'bout yourself don't be worried 'bout mine Caught on hold, caught on hold like a gold mine She fuck with Flippa 'cause I'm down to Earth That boy Flippa never snatched me a purse Get so much money like I had a curse You've been through it but I had it worse [Hook: Don Benjamin] I am from the jungle But I remain humble See I am from the jungle But now I count hundreds See I'm from the… [Verse 2: Don Benjamin] Blue faced hundreds like it's painted on me Fuck them all, they hatin' on me From the bottom just like [?] home Ain't showin' up but I paid my homie Any cash advance like a debit card For the money I'ma set it off Came a long way from being dead broke Now I'm fresh to death in the best clothes Fuck the struggle, now I make it double Humble is a mumble in a jungle Better fuckin' rumble, never let it tumble Better fuckin' hustle, hundreds in a duffle Ahh.. They've got nothing on us Still ballin' in the spur of moment Fundamentally flexin' on 'em God damn... [Hook: Don Benjamin] I am from the jungle But I remain humble See I am from the jungle But now I count hundreds See I'm from the…