Tameka (feat. Rylo Rodriguez)

Lamb turned to lion, I eat nightmares for supper

Bloaw-bloaw, one command and I'll sick 'em on another

(What's happening, Chi Chi?)

'Cause there ain't no love in the jungle

Profit over everything

Money might just be my name

Ain't no love in the jungle

Profit over everything

Money might just be my name

Like, oh

Oh, I feel it now

She had her baby in the cold summer, that's a fever child

They was with you, but how many of 'em really with you now?

Yeah, that loyalty, that royalty, I need it all

Oh, yeah, yeah

Life of the hard-knock

It's the truth that always hurt, make your heart stop

Soon as you get that bag, you bet not fumble

Know it's survivor of the fittest in that jungle

(Lamb turned to lion, I eat nightmares for supper)

Please, don't betray me for the other

I'm still cold and fair, they still rollin' in

I tell my family, "I'm still thuggin', I ain't made a deal"

I done talked to Amber Alert, they need to save the kid

(Ain't no love in the Jungle) should've said that

What's a name died on the side of that move, you should've read that

Crossed me out, even though I don't cause harm, that's a red flag

Start losin' all my sanity and giving toe-tags

(Woah, woah)

Yeah, you should've been here with me

The streets take the closest thing you love

Wish you was sittin' here with me

Niggas have shit they wanna say, invisible tension

Mama, know I love you, dearly

Told you, "Watch them, niggas friendly"

Oh, I feel it now

She had her baby in the cold summer, that's a fever child

They was with you, but how many of 'em really with you now?

Yeah, that loyalty, that royalty, I need it all

Oh, yeah, yeah

Life of the hard-knock

It's the truth that always hurt, make your heart stop

Soon as you get that bag, you bet not fumble

Know it's survivor of the fittest in that jungle

(Lamb turned to lion, I eat nightmares for supper)

I sip codeine, bruh, it's okay, if you waste it

Kickin' shop, but he ain't dead

Know you tired of telling 'em to, shake back

Funerals and court dates, been more of them then birthdays

She keep asking me about ashton, I can't stop thinkin' 'bout you, twin

Fuck 12, we take 'em on a car chase, bulletproof, and we get up

Yeah, we hit his house again

Runnin' out of favours, I'm exhausted again

Bump heads with my dawg, I gave him time like a kiosk

But be runnin' on them bases, if I was them, I wouldn't be out there

Perc 10, I ain't take it if I ain't crazy, and I won't be high

Better show the one that's knee-high and sold the Reebok

Oh, I feel it now

She had her baby in the cold summer, that's a fever child

They was with you, but how many of 'em really with you now?

Yeah, that loyalty, that royalty, I need it all

Oh, yeah, yeah

Life of the hard-knock

It's the truth that always hurt, make your heart stop

Soon as you get that bag, you bet not fumble

Know it's survivor of the fittest in that jungle

Oh, oh, God

It's like, somebody tell us, "we will lose"

You ain't talking to my crew

We're immortal, immortal now

(What's happenin', Chi Chi?)