Like A Jungle (Out Numbered) Lyrics by YoungBoy Never Broke Again is a New English song from the album “Still Flexin, Still Steppin 2” sung by popular rapper YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Lyrics of this song are written by YoungBoy Never Broke Again and music produced by YoungBoy Never Broke Again.
Like A Jungle (Out Numbered) Lyrics
This the product, ni**a, 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, ni**a
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 real
Look, I’m a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I’m outnumbered, feel like I’m outnumbered
Look, I’m a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I’m outnumbered, feel like I’m outnumbered
All these things make a real ni**a 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 f**k 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 f**k 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 ni**a
I’ma toot this tool while this s**t look dirty
Your next cell gon’ find ya a** murdered
OG, right now, I’m battlin’ with some s**t with a bi**h who I been with since I was a child
She a fan of most of my opps, it seemin’ wild
‘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 now
Heart 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 outnumbered
I’m smokin’ chemicals back-to-back
This s**t 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 s**t wack
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 p***y bi**hes tried to set traps
They ain’t wanna see me ball, dawg, they did you that
I got a problem, I’m on dr*gs ’cause I’m hurtin’, but they gon’ lock me up ’cause I’m dirty
What type of f**kin’ 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 bi**hes, “Build ’em back”
Don’t approach me with no tool, ain’t no screws inside my hat
Heart 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 outnumbered
This Top, ni**a
Woah (Oh)
It’s YoungBoy
I was sittin’ here thinkin’ ’bout you ni**a
Heart of a solider, you hear me?
You know, everything like a jungle
We gotta keep from going under
These ni***s— these bi**hes 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 motherf**ker
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 motherf**ker right now, you heard me? Ha
I’m feelin’ like I’m outnumbered, OG
You heard me? Real big dawg s**t, it’s all good though
This ni**a— ni**a 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, ni**a, 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, ni**a
You already know I’m holdin’ up longer than a bridge
I know you doin’ the same
Believe that
Song Details
Singer : YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Album : Still Flexin, Still Steppin 2
Lyrics : YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Music : YoungBoy Never Broke Again