Nigga this is what that jungle do That jungle made me go harder That jungle turned me to a monster You been plottin' nigga, wasn't you? I should have never even fucked with you Yeah I started in the back, had to skip the line though I'mma keep that shit

Gave the Philippe to that lil' bitty bitch and I made her a monster (Yeah, yeah) I can't address all the issues I'm dealin' with, I'm goin' bonkers (Yeah, yeah) You not meetin' up to my criteria, I'm not responsive (Yeah, yeah) I had apartments filled up

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah That is just so typically me Oh baby, baby I'm not that innocent Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah I think I did it again I made you believe we're more than just friends

Post on the shore like the seashell, yeah We too playa, yeah, we too playa Yeah (DJ Durel) The way we put this shit together, you know what I mean? Huncho and Durel made the beat, you know what I mean? I got this man on the saxophone You know what I

Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money I made her mine Yeah, I took what's yours Yeah yeah, yeah yeah Jump in the Porsche, ride through the night I changed your life, now you gone rock Stay on my P's and my Q's, yeah Stay on my Q's and my P's I made her

Ever since I got this you been tryna knock this All you do is pop shit you ain't really on shit This is for my team though we ain't with the nonsense Keep it 103 though, all we do is top shit Yeah, ever since, ever since, yeah I made everything come

Yeah, you up and took my whole world and made it so good, girl I got it good, girl, 'cause I got myself a good girl I could take you home to mama, take you to the church right down the street Still can't believe I found you, can't imagine life without

We're gonna ri-ri-ri-ri-rise 'til we fall We're gonna ri-ri-ri-ri-rise When we hit the bottom, nothing gonna stop us Climb to the top with you We could be the greatest, ones who never made it yeah I could be talking to you They tryna hate hate hate But

Call your friends and let's get drunk Call your friends, let's get drunk Trust me, baby trust me I don't mind (Call your friends and let's get drunk) Made it to LA, yeah Finally in LA, yeah Lookin' for the weed though

Yeah, they’ll tell you now, you’re the lucky one And they’ll tell you now, you’re the lucky one Let me tell you now, you’re the lucky one New to town with a made up name in the Angel city, chasing fortune and fame And the camera flashes, make it look