Drop Demi Milk On The Beats Nice to meet you, they call me Tarzan I've been running through this jungle Got no place to call my home Niggas swinging from one tree to the next No fear inside my soul Gorillas with me, we ain't fearing these niggas I got voices in my head like Wally killed these niggas Mary Jane, how can I save you? I belong in the wild I swear I always knew these hoes wouldn't be * Ever since I was a child I don't know how I made it out These niggas try to knock me down, down, down But everybody miss, so I still exist Long enough to show the whole fuckin' world The definition of a real nigga Slick Rick, I'm too smooth, can't trust me Greatness, so people really can't rest me Look, bitch, you either hate me or love me But how you hate me, you really wanna join me They throwin' shade at a nigga from the nose, please I'm in the game, bitch, just tryna get some four Cs Got time invested in relationships I don't need Room full of people and I'm still feeling lonely You niggas ain't know what I want See, me and you ain't in it for the same thing My mama had a tab at the store And we couldn't buy a seat So it was up to me to change things These niggas just wanna be the plug I'm just tryna be the lamp of the light When you need me, plug Wally up And I'll make sure that you can see through the night But niggas, if you switch It'll get real dark in this bitch Two guns and both decks, three is defense Both hands, gotta catch the game I swear to God, no fuckin' prayer could've saved me Ever since I was a child I was happy, now me and my amigos Learnin' how to commit crimes Okay, my daddy wasn't there, so what? That's a sad song, nobody finna download I hope he know he had a cold, I said That's why he gettin' money, fuckin' all these bad hoes I want a man, cause our family never had those I want the Gucci, cause I never really had clothes Mama was on the bus with her kids So she need somethin' with a fuckin' butterfly, though I said my daddy wasn't there, so what? Bust a real bum, you can tell I chose up I can get money with my eyes closed up Look at my wrist, cold cut Look at my name, no smell I got these niggas, they won't be there, so what? Cause me and my niggas finna load up We ain't got time to wait for God to show up Bullets burn a nigga, throw like he just drank a soda Marchin' like the soldiers Hat one, hat two, hat three Finna blow a nigga down with his two-two-three Lemon sweet, so sweet, leave his brain juicy Twenty-four years old, but I'm still a ho, G Prolly been through it all, better have no scars Was sleepin' in my car, bookin' room, no chars They told her I never loved her They don't ever wanna be compared to Wally The whole world gon' respect my gangsta, my music And all this other cool * about me A real gold, insane's insane with her quickness Karate chopper, hold brick, I'm vicious Spell his brain, don't wanna leave no witness Exposed niggas for who they is, I'm straight, bitch This is all we know, we love it I'm quick to put a nigga in a oven Niggas thinkin' Wally never owned nothing Tricks up my sleeve, a pop shove it Last thing he seen was that bucket Last thing he seen is that bucket Last thing you gon' see is that bucket And we ain't missin' nothin', don't tell nobody nothin'