Tarzan

Lyrics

[Intro] (Drum Dummie) [Chorus] Nice to meet you, they call me Tarzan I been running through this jungle Got no place to call my home Niggas swinging from one tree to the next No fear inside my soul Gorillas with me, we ain't fearing these niggas I got voices in my head like "Wallie, kill these niggas" [Verse] Mary Jane, I cannot save you, I belong in the wild I swear I always knew these hoes wouldn't be shit ever since I was a child I don't know how I made it out These niggas tried to knock me down, down, down But every bullet missed so I still exist long enough To show the whole fuckin world the definition of a real nigga Slick Rick, I'm too smooth, you can't touch me Greatness so people really can't rush me Look, bitch, you either hate me or love me But how you hate me, you really wanna join me They throwing shade at a nigga from the nosebleeds I'm in the game bitches really tryna get floor seats Got time invested in relationships I don't need Room full of people and I'm still feeling lonely You niggas ain't on what I'm on See, me and you ain't in it for the same thing My momma had a tab at the store and we couldn't buy shit So it was up to me to change things These niggas just wanna be the plug I'm just tryna be the lamp of the light When you need me plug Wallie up And I'll make sure that you can see through the night But nigga if you switch It'll get real dark in this bitch Two guns ambidextrous Defense both ends gotta catch to get I swear to God a fucking prayer couldn't save me Ever since I was a child Mama was at bingo Me and my amigos Learning how to commit crimes Okay, my daddy wasn't there, so what? That's a sad song nobody finna download I hope he know he had a cold ass son That's how he gettin' all this money, fuckin' all these bad hoes I want a million 'cause my family never had dough I want the Gucci 'cause I never really had clothes Momma was on that bus with her kids So she needs something with the fuckin' butterfly doors I said my daddy wasn't there so what? Boss or a bum, you could tell I chose up I could get money with my eyes closed up Look at my wrist, cold cut Look at my name, no smut I got these niggas froze up They want me dead, so what? 'Cause me and my niggas finna the load up We ain't got time to wait, for god show up Bullets burn a nigga throat like he just drunk a soda Marchin' like the soldiers Hut one, hut two, hut three Finna blow a nigga down with this 223 Lemon squeeze so sweet leave his brain juicy Twenty four years old but I'm still a OG Wallie been through it all Made it out no scars Was sleeping in my car booking rooms no charge They tried hard not to let me in They don't ever wanna be compared to Wallie Their whole world gon' respect my gangsta, my music, and all this other cool shit about me Or I'll go insane sensei wit' the quickness Karate chop a whole brick, I'm vicious Spill his brain, don't leave no witness Expose niggas for who they is, straight bitches This is all we know and we love it I'm quick to put a nigga in the oven Niggas think Wallie never on nothing Tricks up my sleep, a pop shove it Last thing he seen was that bucket Last thing he seeing is that bucket Last thing you gon' see is that bucket And we ain't missing nothing, don't tell nobody nothing