Man Cub by Kota the Friend Lyrics
[Intro: Skit]
I wanna stay in the jungle!
Huh? Heh, you wouldn't last one day
[Verse 1]
Shit been smooth all day, sipping all on that juice all day
Pregame hard to the coup parlait
I hate clubs let's do Barcade
Throw your weed on the bridge, ain't no rush it's 6 P.M
Traffic slow, blow it down, sit back and enjoy the trip
Chinatown, feeling good, plastic bags, plastic cups
Hold up, think I wanna make some bread
You right there, rack 'em up
This day just might be my last
Got a bank roll where I keep my flask
Ain't no thing it's how we live, bae li'l feet all up on that dash
'Nother day, 'nother day, Jah gave me another day
Sipping liquor with my niggas, kicking it another day
Blessings over blessings euphoria on my melon
I'm richer than Rockefeller, you buy it, don't gotta sell it
We riding all through my city, the city that taught me lessons
Got homies that carry shotties to send the haters a message
I fly above the drama, I live the way I tell it
I'm doing it for my homies from Saratoga to Nevins, uh
[Chorus]
In this city of hustle and pissing trains
This town is like Jumanji, you broke, you in the game
You up, but all your fortune can go just like it came
So if your shit ain't drifting you better stay in your lane
In this city of hustle and pissing trains
This town is like Jumanji, you broke, you in the game
You up, but all your fortune can go just like it came
So if your shit ain't drifting you better stay in your lane
[Verse 2]
Watch your back, your li'l friends ain't got your back
And if you dealing and money type real trust that you boys looking at your pack
Don't get got
Two weeks on that cot
Chattin' with the man up top
Talking 'bout damn, I gotta lay down this track, this rap shit all I got
Same old song, when your heart ain't so strong and you tryna get the case so long
And you in your room and you see your doom
And you got no choice but to face those wrongs, it's life
I don’t think you really ready for this life
Internet stirring up all this hype
Money in the car, stars on the boulevard 'cause that's what the poor kids like
It's crazy, unh
You don't really do this shit
You’ll be pushing up tulips kid
Wrong place at the wrong time in this cold town snatch your breath on some New York shit
Hit so hard like a New York spliff
Get caught up with crew forces
You the man now, but tomorrow not sure, sudden death not I, like it's 246
Give up what you think you know
That shit ain't gone help you here
Don't let motherfuckers get too close
You gone once they smell your fear
Niggas always wanna sink your boat
Not many brothers make it to the dry land
Pop that Xan, catch that dollar van, look at li'l homie
He arising, he arriving
[Chorus]
In this city of hustle and pissing trains
This town is like Jumanji, you broke, you in the game
You up, but all your fortune can go just like it came
So if your shit ain't drifting you better stay in your lane
In this city of hustle and pissing trains
This town is like Jumanji, you broke, you in the game
You up, but all your fortune can go just like it came
So if your shit ain't drifting you better stay in your lane
[Verse 3]
They don't grind like this
They gold chains don't shine like this
I be in the beach house, breath in, breath out
Getting fresh air tryna find my bliss, uh
And you can have the fame, A list, B list all the same
Just show me love when I'm on the stage
And I'm here all week and it's all a rave
My life free from all the pain that I came to know in my former days
And I rap for the niggas that slit they wrist 'cause they been to war like Mr. Gaines
It's real, got me getting in my feels
Ain't that nigga waiting for my deal
All I know is baking cake and lay low 'cause it's showing off break the bank
Wise up, mad niggas get tied up
Selling they soul just to have nice stuff
Spending they check on another man brand that will never give back to the hood, wise up
Some days good, some days bad
Some days juice, some days flask
Shit get rough, it’s still all love
But get these shells if you on my grass
That's just my duality, yo that’s my personality
Spend all my nights getting wild fucked up in the daytime at art galleries
Been doing me since 9-2
Its the same shit, just fine tuned
And I know myself, so fuck the world
Don’t let no man define you, uh
[Chorus]
In this city of hustle and pissing trains
This town is like Jumanji, you broke, you in the game
You up, but all your fortune can go just like it came
So if your shit ain't drifting you better stay in your lane
In this city of hustle and pissing trains
This town is like Jumanji, you broke, you in the game
You up, but all your fortune can go just like it came
So if your shit ain't drifting you better stay in your lane
I wanna stay in the jungle!
Huh? Heh, you wouldn't last one day
[Verse 1]
Shit been smooth all day, sipping all on that juice all day
Pregame hard to the coup parlait
I hate clubs let's do Barcade
Throw your weed on the bridge, ain't no rush it's 6 P.M
Traffic slow, blow it down, sit back and enjoy the trip
Chinatown, feeling good, plastic bags, plastic cups
Hold up, think I wanna make some bread
You right there, rack 'em up
This day just might be my last
Got a bank roll where I keep my flask
Ain't no thing it's how we live, bae li'l feet all up on that dash
'Nother day, 'nother day, Jah gave me another day
Sipping liquor with my niggas, kicking it another day
Blessings over blessings euphoria on my melon
I'm richer than Rockefeller, you buy it, don't gotta sell it
We riding all through my city, the city that taught me lessons
Got homies that carry shotties to send the haters a message
I fly above the drama, I live the way I tell it
I'm doing it for my homies from Saratoga to Nevins, uh
[Chorus]
In this city of hustle and pissing trains
This town is like Jumanji, you broke, you in the game
You up, but all your fortune can go just like it came
So if your shit ain't drifting you better stay in your lane
In this city of hustle and pissing trains
This town is like Jumanji, you broke, you in the game
You up, but all your fortune can go just like it came
So if your shit ain't drifting you better stay in your lane
[Verse 2]
Watch your back, your li'l friends ain't got your back
And if you dealing and money type real trust that you boys looking at your pack
Don't get got
Two weeks on that cot
Chattin' with the man up top
Talking 'bout damn, I gotta lay down this track, this rap shit all I got
Same old song, when your heart ain't so strong and you tryna get the case so long
And you in your room and you see your doom
And you got no choice but to face those wrongs, it's life
I don’t think you really ready for this life
Internet stirring up all this hype
Money in the car, stars on the boulevard 'cause that's what the poor kids like
It's crazy, unh
You don't really do this shit
You’ll be pushing up tulips kid
Wrong place at the wrong time in this cold town snatch your breath on some New York shit
Hit so hard like a New York spliff
Get caught up with crew forces
You the man now, but tomorrow not sure, sudden death not I, like it's 246
Give up what you think you know
That shit ain't gone help you here
Don't let motherfuckers get too close
You gone once they smell your fear
Niggas always wanna sink your boat
Not many brothers make it to the dry land
Pop that Xan, catch that dollar van, look at li'l homie
He arising, he arriving
[Chorus]
In this city of hustle and pissing trains
This town is like Jumanji, you broke, you in the game
You up, but all your fortune can go just like it came
So if your shit ain't drifting you better stay in your lane
In this city of hustle and pissing trains
This town is like Jumanji, you broke, you in the game
You up, but all your fortune can go just like it came
So if your shit ain't drifting you better stay in your lane
[Verse 3]
They don't grind like this
They gold chains don't shine like this
I be in the beach house, breath in, breath out
Getting fresh air tryna find my bliss, uh
And you can have the fame, A list, B list all the same
Just show me love when I'm on the stage
And I'm here all week and it's all a rave
My life free from all the pain that I came to know in my former days
And I rap for the niggas that slit they wrist 'cause they been to war like Mr. Gaines
It's real, got me getting in my feels
Ain't that nigga waiting for my deal
All I know is baking cake and lay low 'cause it's showing off break the bank
Wise up, mad niggas get tied up
Selling they soul just to have nice stuff
Spending they check on another man brand that will never give back to the hood, wise up
Some days good, some days bad
Some days juice, some days flask
Shit get rough, it’s still all love
But get these shells if you on my grass
That's just my duality, yo that’s my personality
Spend all my nights getting wild fucked up in the daytime at art galleries
Been doing me since 9-2
Its the same shit, just fine tuned
And I know myself, so fuck the world
Don’t let no man define you, uh
[Chorus]
In this city of hustle and pissing trains
This town is like Jumanji, you broke, you in the game
You up, but all your fortune can go just like it came
So if your shit ain't drifting you better stay in your lane
In this city of hustle and pissing trains
This town is like Jumanji, you broke, you in the game
You up, but all your fortune can go just like it came
So if your shit ain't drifting you better stay in your lane