Man Cub Kota the Friend

[Intro: Skit]
I wanna stay in the jungle!
Huh? Heh, you wouldn't last one day

[Verse 1]
Shit been smooth all day, sipping all on that juice all day
Pregame hard to the coup parlait
I hate clubs let's do Barcade
Throw your weed on the bridge, ain't no rush it's 6 P.M
Traffic slow, blow it down, sit back and enjoy the trip
Chinatown, feeling good, plastic bags, plastic cups
Hold up, think I wanna make some bread
You right there, rack 'em up
This day just might be my last
Got a bank roll where I keep my flask
Ain't no thing it's how we live, bae li'l feet all up on that dash
'Nother day, 'nother day, Jah gave me another day
Sipping liquor with my niggas, kicking it another day
Blessings over blessings euphoria on my melon
I'm richer than Rockefeller, you buy it, don't gotta sell it
We riding all through my city, the city that taught me lessons
Got homies that carry shotties to send the haters a message
I fly above the drama, I live the way I tell it
I'm doing it for my homies from Saratoga to Nevins, uh

[Chorus]
In this city of hustle and pissing trains
This town is like Jumanji, you broke, you in the game
You up, 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, you broke, you in the game
You up, but all your fortune can go just like it came
So if your shit ain't drifting you better stay in your lane