Yeah yeah. I remember. I remember nights I used to sell rock. posted on the corner like a mailbox. First class ticket to a cell block just to get. some Polo and some shell tops. Cold world and they say hell's hot. But it ain't hotter than that choppa when them shells drop. Man I seen niggas play that block and get they bell rocked. Cops cleared the scene and I was back by twelve o'clock. Tryna get it Dickies on and my fitted. Gun in my draws ducking the law I'm all with it. Money cars and clothes I wanted 'em all nigga. I never was good at hoopin' I wanted to ball nigga. Cause the Og's sold keys and I had no cheese. Coppers lock me beat me down like I was Cochise. Old fiends coppin' work through their old dreams. They got shattered it ain't matter cause we thirst cream. Niggas serving niggas moms just to make a flip. Homies murder other homies just to make a brick. Most my niggas done got busted tryna take a hit. The feds were lurking we was serving. they was taking flicks. This how it goes down in the jungle. Where niggas learn to shoot before they could rumble. Cops rushing they gon' kick in the front door. And if they chase you better hope you don't stumble. I wanted Polo with some shell tops. I just wanted Polo and some shell tops. And I was out there tryna sell rocks. Cause I wanted Polo and some shell tops. I done seen close neighbours lose hope. Fall victim to the streets and start to use dope. I used to load my gun before I went to school first. It's crazy niggas wanna kill me we was cool first. And when it comes to friends you can't let 'em too close. That's why they call 'em close friends. you turn your back they move first. And I just bought a new Ghost. and a crib out on that new coast. And it all started from a dolla. Running from the law scuffing up my Pradas. Crack all in my draws tryna make a profit. All I wanted was some shells. and some Polo for my closet aww. Drug money turn to blood money. I only roll with niggas that'll take a slug for me. No matter what it is I'mma pay that bail money. To get my niggas right my niggas for life!. This how it goes down in the jungle. Where niggas learn to shoot before they could rumble. Cops rushing they gon' kick in the front door. And if they chase you better hope you don't stumble. I wanted Polo with some shell tops. I just wanted Polo and some shell tops. And I was out there tryna sell rocks. Cause I wanted Polo and some shell tops