Like A Jungle (Out Numbered) Lyrics – NBA Youngboy: Presenting the lyrics of the song “Like A Jungle (Out Numbered)” sung by NBA Youngboy.
Like A Jungle (Out Numbered) Lyrics – NBA Youngboy
This the product, nigga, huh
This the product that been dished out from all the things and scenes
You hear me? You gotta hear me clear, all the things and scenes, everything ain’t what it seems, nigga
And this the product that they gave back to you, for you to get the remedy of the gang
You need the remedy to make it out
This for, this for OG Bossalinie (Believe that)
Tell ’em, for realHeart of a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I’m outnumbered, feel like I’m outnumbered
Heart of a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I’m outnumbered, feel like I’m outnumberedAll these things make a real nigga turn strange, been through it all, he stayed the same
Seventeen, gone up the road strapped down with chains
Long nights, I spent the long hot, made me colder
Killers tryna play me closer, family tryna fuck me over
They gon’ lock me up, I beat ’em once
Gotta get away, tryna beat ’em two times
Head back right now, tryna shake ’em while they play with my time
They don’t know the truth, gettin’ in the booth, see, I could make ’em resign
Clear me as a troops, last name Gaulden, the one’s my last-born child
The fuck I’m ‘posed to do tryna make it through where my daddy burdens?
Had to fight inside the can, I’ll fight ya too if you make me nervous
Came and got this from my nigga, I’ma toot this tool while this shit look dirty
Your next cell gon’ find ya ass murdered
OG, right now, I’m battlin’ with some shit with a bitch who I been with since I was a child
She a fan of most of my opps, even behind cement walls
‘Fore I kick this second verse, I’ma dissect everything I got sittin’ in a pile
Just know I’m with you, you on a compound, I’m in a mansion feelin’ chained right nowHeart of a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I’m outnumbered, feel like I’m outnumbered
Heart of a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I’m outnumbered, feel like I’m outnumberedI’m smokin’ chemicals back-to-back, this shit gettin’ critical with a strap
I’m tryna keep my head on track, they tryna knock it from off the map
I needed P for just some game, he wanted to charge me, that shit cap
I can put on Bossalinie and get all the game I need from out the trap
I ain’t no rat, that’s disrespect, these pussy bitches tried to set traps
They ain’t wanna see me ball, dawg, they did you that
I got a problem, I’m on drugs ’cause I’m hurtin’, but they gon’ lock me up ’cause I’m dirty
What type of fuckin’ justice system is that?
You ain’t gotta deceive a man that’s curious, just look and sit back
The industry don’t know this serious, I wasn’t raised like that
From the Magnolia to the methenamine, all the way back ‘cross the trap
Inside my cell, me and my dawg got hooked on food, should I sue for that?
I ain’t no fool, I break the rules, now tell ’em bitches, “Build ’em back”
Don’t approach me with no tool, ain’t no screws inside my hatHeart of a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I’m outnumbered, feel like I’m outnumbered
Heart of a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I’m outnumbered, feel like I’m outnumberedThis Top, nigga
Woah (Oh)
It’s YoungBoy
I was sittin’ here thinkin’ ’bout you nigga
Heart of a solider, you hear me?
You know, everything like a jungle, we gotta keep from going under
These niggas— these bitches don’t know the meaning of truth no more, bro
I swear to God
I honestly feel it in my heart, though
This game water-whipped than a motherfucker
Huh, but you already know with me though, you hear me? You already know the lil’ homie
I’m gettin’ my [head?] bag than a motherfucker right now, you heard me? Ha
I’m feelin’ like I’m outnumbered, OG
You heard me? Real big dawg shit, it’s all good though
This nigga— nigga weighin’ ’bout a hundred pounds right now, but I still could handle that choppa, I’d shoot a hundred rounds at all them clowns, believe that
You know it
I’m still thuggin’, I’m still runnin’ from the system, nigga, I know you heard that I came out on top
I’m still fightin’ man, I gotta get ’em one more time 5
I’m holdin’ on though, nigga
You already know I’m holdin’ up longer than a bridge
I know you doin’ the same
Believe that
NBA Youngboy – Like A Jungle (Out Numbered) Song Details
Song: Like A Jungle (Out Numbered)
Singer: NBA Youngboy