Spyre - From the Jungle Lyrics

I quit my job bitch
Wasn't makin' profit
I had to stop it
I guess that's just the process
But honest
I gotta keep my progress
So I can keep on spitting my proverbs
Like a prophet
That raw shit
I flaunt it
Some say it's iconic
Mind on the prize man
Keep a close eye on it
Shout out Ionit
If you ask for the bars
I put a dime on it
Even if I die on it
I ain't new to this
But you knew that shit
You like this new shit
Bradley produced it
Pumped it with cool kicks
Handed me the tool kit
I sunk the hit in then
Passed along the pool stick
Still, they ask who this
Damn it's such a nuisance
Y'all just f*cking clueless
Dare I say just useless
Maybe very stupid
You can't take a clue bitch
You can't even do this
Talkback and you'll
Rue it cause
From the jungle
I ran but never fumbled
From the jungle
And damn my stomach rumble
From the jungle
But man I stay humble
And I'm always on the hustle
Smoke weed till I tumble
From the jungle
I ran but never fumbled
From the jungle
And damn my stomach rumble
From the jungle
But man I stay humble
And I'm always on the hustle
Smoke weed till I tumble
High like
Mutombo on dumbo
With one flow
I control roles
Everywhere around me
Cream get the money
Wrap in it like mummy
Days no longer sunny
But you cant take
More from me
Bouncin with some
Bunnies and my buddies
On the D-low
Countin' up some ounces
But I can't see
Through the weed smoke
Holy flames all in my pocket
Cookin up some evil
Let me just stop talkin'
And just show you
Why I'm regal
Let the beat come in
It's really bangin' though
Not no captain save a hoe
And No not for the radio
I do this shit to save my soul
I do this shit to pave the road
For anybody like me
But know that's not too likely
Cause yes
I'm rare
Like ivory
I just need
Respite please
Keep going
Despite need
Not here just to
Sightsee
Make a joint
Like Spike Lee
Made my point
I'm right see
So fight me
You can't verbally
Recite me
Righteously
I lead the regime
Then fight night (Ugh)
Defeat any fiends
Cause they've been
Envying me
The rookie MVP
Now lookie what you see
A god in the making
But they're betraying me
Like Brutus to Caesar
Now do you see sir
Or Judas to Jesus
So don't check my thesis
You cannot complete this
You cannot compete bitch
So f*ck that I'm eatin'
From the jungle
I ran but never fumbled
From the jungle
And damn my stomach rumble
From the jungle
But man I stay humble
And I'm always on the hustle
Smoke weed till I tumble
From the jungle
I ran but never fumbled
From the jungle
And damn my stomach rumble
From the jungle
But man I stay humble
And I'm always on the hustle
Smoke weed till I tumble