This is a song about "Hybrid jungle cash"

Cash is overflowing

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

You in a jungle with a lot of rebels

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

#original hybrid, dump facts faster then sendin a tweet

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

Right in the jungle with a tribe of my hustlers

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

This whole place is nothing but a big fucking jungle,

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Feelings dont matter when it comes to cash

Bring your pen and your weed stash

I get it, you got cash,