IMMORTAL

Stealin' in the chopper road, killin' like we vultures Like the vultures, lady I became a queen when I rode with them brothers Lambton's a lion, I ain't nine, best for supper Blah, blah, one command and I'll stick him on another 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, God, it's like I feel I can't lose I feel I can't lose I'm mortal and mortal and mortal, right Gang, like, gang, who fuckin' with me Niggas can't , niggas out here snitchin', talkin' like he really ain't We the ones that's spendin', like this shit ain't no debate And all his homies dead, that's some shit I can't relate to Kellz got them bitches, Kellz got them switches Kellz get the glitchin' if they ever say it's tension Run up on him, flame him down like I played for the pistons Niggas, time comin', I suggest you keep your distance, like This a switch on back, this Glock, it ain't no runnin They say we be duckin', up to tech, don't want discussion Tell the nigga, freeze, play it cool and get the bussin Thought he was gang, don't let me catch him out in public Bad bitches love me, pussy niggas hate me But I don't let it faze me, I been gettin' to the gravy Stacks on stacks on stacks, I'm tired of seein' all these faces If a nigga add, I'ma get to goin' crazy 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, God, it's like I feel I can't lose I feel I can't lose I'm more than, more than, more than I been wildin' since a jit Still a post on bricks like right there where he had got hit Spendin' all the time, I got my name from doin' tricks I'm a dreadhead, so all the bitches on my dick Don't text about a bitch, don't beef about a bitch Same bitch you beefin' bout had got your brother hit Goofy nigga, you ain't see it comin', you's a sucker bitch He ain't know that we had piped her down, he gon' throw a fit Like, Gen 2 with a switch, how you run Claimin' that you gangsta, but you screamin' with my gun They don't want a pistol play, they just talk for fun I heard that it was smoke, so we gon' fill up all his lungs I'm a stepper, stepper, stepper All hot shit, I be ridin' with them peppers On mop sticks, I be runnin' with them steppers That ain't my bitch, I been slidin' with the devil 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, God, it's like I feel I can't lose I feel I can't lose I'm mortal, immortal, immortal, like