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em fumble 
You really ain't from the jungle 
You pussy you jealous envy 
Flip the 10 bands make it 50 
We draw down and we show no pitty 
Watch out for

Go for broke can't fumble 
Grind hard and stay humble 
Aye 
Hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle 
Hustle hustle hustle hustle 
Hustle hustle hustle

Go for broke can't fumble 
Grind hard and stay humble 
Aye 
Hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle 
Hustle hustle hustle hustle 
Hustle hustle hustle

kills me
A lot of ups and downs you take the L I'm taking straight v's
Not talking Louie talk straight green 
You see me fumble now I'm up you talking

twerk it up 

That's real shit nigga it's life
Fumble or you crumble get murked on the humble bitches ..shake it up 
My main bitch looking so fine I eat

The money it
Comes and it
Comes and it goes
You know
I gotta double it
Never fumble it
Acrobatic, flip
Put on a show
Trynna be stupid rich
Nigga fuck

that pipe like a plumber
I touch a bag and you know I won't fumble
Fuck up a check and that's all on the humble

Can't trust these bitches they nothing

I'm that Boy, I got the ball, no I won't
Fumble, ugh

Yeah I hear them all talkin, you Know I don't give a
Damn
Cause as soon as I walk in, they All

glows within
Cause I've been (I've been) so bitter but I know I'll win
And when I fumble over hurdles and my hope is thin
Ima get up brush my shoulders

up just for my poppa
Yea they raised a real and a hustla
You got the pack then you just fumble
When my boys up y'all in trouble

Claim you got cash but

talkin' no blue face
These niggas trippin' tie up your shoelace
Got bout a mill but a grand in the suit-case
Fumble an sack I ain't talkin' no quarter back

Moving to hustle, it got me losing the struggle and how to stay outta trouble my baby I don’t know
Gotta stay humble, I get the bag and won’t fumble

glock
40 shots for a silly opp
Can't fumble gotta keep the rock
West side nigga like pac
Smoke dead niggaz like pop
Dread head nigga no bosh
Green light

can't be my opp, like it or not
Big dummy, you fumble the bag, never catchin the drop   
What the fuck do you mean
Bro get so dumb, he shoot like a fiend

more, no more
I don’t think I want this anymore
Anymore, anymore
I gave you my all
Including my heart
And you fumbled it, fumbled it
How could you fumble

Been a long time coming niggas know the team
It's my job not to fumble
Sell out the staple center then we headed overseas 
Take down my number 
Maybe

Yh yhh
Ya yaga o
FT1 tu ti de
Request it and get it
You said that you want it
You got it o a
Today is the day
We get to play
We get to fumble
We get

Tyson
Seh my ojoro bi Zara Larsson
Fe ma fumble se oh ja si bobo ooh
(Takeledunto)
Oh joro oh joro
Mr Ojoro’s brother
Boju Boju
Fe kin diju
Seh mo jo fool

I didn’t stu-stu-stutter or mumble it (Ooh)
Run up the bag, you stop and you fumble it
Slow your roll, and you might just go tumbling
Better keep

ever gonna fumble
Cause you're looking at the champ I just won the Royal Rumble
Living kinda big but I'm dreaming even bigger
With a back yard court I

know I never fumble play with me you get shot like a three
All my niggas go Dumbo if you beefing with one of the fiends
And I peep that they huddle up

You wanna fight? Let's get ready to rumble 
If you stepping up to me do not fumble 
I'm too humble to mumble like baboon 
I'm dedicated to the game I

can't talk to the gang unless you be talking numbers 
Margielas came with no laces I can't stumble 
Julio with them plays I can't never fumble 
Feeling

If you come to the jungle, I heard you came to the jungle 
I heard you came to the jungle, where there's no bags left to fumble
Niggas shoot they don't