Like A Jungle (Outnumbered)- NBA Youngboy lyrics

Like A Jungle (Outnumbered) – NBA Youngboy was released on September 16, 2022. The song is written by YoungBoy Never Broke Again.

“Like A Jungle (Outnumbered)”

[Intro]

This the product, nigga, huh

This the product that been dished out from all the things and scenes

You hear me? You gotta hear me clear, all the things and scenes, everything ain’t what it seems, nigga

And this the product that they gave back to you, for you to get the remedy of the game

You need the remedy to make it out

This for, this for OG Bossalinie (Believe that)

Tell ’em free him

[Chorus]

Look, I’m a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I’m outnumbered, feel like I’m outnumbered

Look, I’m a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I’m outnumbered, feel like I’m outnumbered

[Verse 1]

All these things make a real nigga turn strange, been through it all, he stayed the same

Seventeen, gone up the road strapped down with chains

Long nights, I spent alone, hot made me colder

Killers tryna play me closer, family tryna fuck me over

They gon’ lock me up, I beat ’em once

Gotta get away, tryna beat ’em two times

Head bad right now, tryna shake ’em while they play with my time

They don’t know the truth, gettin’ in the booth, see, I could make ’em resign

Clear me as a troop, last name Gaulden, it was my last-born child

The fuck I’m ‘posed to do tryna make it through where my daddy burden is?

Had to fight inside the can, I’ll fight ya too if you make me nervous

Came and got this from my nigga, I’ma toot this tool while this shit look dirty

Your next cell gon’ find ya ass murdered

OG, right now, I’m battlin’ with some shit with a bitch who I been with since I was a child

She a fan of most of my opps, it seemin’ wild

‘Fore I kick this second verse, I’ma dissect everything I got sittin’ in a pile

Just know I’m with you, you on a compound, I’m in a mansion feelin’ chained right now

[Chorus]

Heart of a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I’m outnumbered, feel like I’m outnumbered

Heart of a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I’m outnumbered, feel like I’m outnumbered

[Verse 2]

I’m smokin’ chemicals back-to-back, this shit gettin’ critical with a strap

I’m tryna keep my head on track, they tryna knock it from off the map

I needed P for just some game, he wanted to charge me, that shit cap

I can put on Bossalinie and get all the game I need from out the trap

I ain’t no rat, that’s disrespect, these pussy bitches tried to set traps

They don’t wanna see me ball, dawg, they did you that

I got a problem, I’m on drugs ’cause I’m hurtin’, but they gon’ lock me up ’cause I’m dirty

What type of fuckin’ justice system is that?

You ain’t gotta deceive a man that’s curious, just look and sit back

The industry don’t know this serious, I wasn’t raised like that

From the Magnolia to the methenamine, all the way back ‘cross the track

Inside my cell, me and my dawg got hooked on food, should I sue for that?

I ain’t no fool, I break the rules, now tell ’em bitches, “Build ’em back”

Don’t approach me with no tool, it ain’t no screws inside my hat

[Chorus]

Heart of a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I’m outnumbered, feel like I’m outnumbered

Heart of a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I’m outnumbered, feel like I’m outnumbered

[Outro]

This Top, nigga

Waan (Oh)

What you on, bruh?

I was sittin’ here thinkin’ ’bout you nigga

Heart of a solider, you hear me?

You know, everything like a jungle, we gotta keep from going under

These niggas— these bitches don’t know the meaning of truth no more, bro

I swear to God

I honestly feel it in my heart, thug

This game water-whipped than a motherfucker

Huh, but you already know me, though, you hear me? You already know the lil’ homie

I’m gettin’ my head bad than a motherfucker right now, you heard me? Ha

I’m feelin’ like I’m outnumbered, OG

You heard me? Real big dawg shit, it’s all good though

Yeah, nigga— nigga weighin’ ’bout a hundred pounds right now, but I still could handle that choppa, I’d shoot a hundred rounds at all them clowns, believe that

You know it

I’m still duckin’, I’m still runnin’ from the system, nigga, I know you heard that I came out on top once

I’m still fightin’ man, I gotta get ’em one more time, Five

I’m holdin’ on though, nigga

You already know I’m holdin’ up longer than a bridge

I know you doin’ the same

Believe that

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