M.E.D. - Jungle Love lyrics

[Guilty Simpson] Prolific, flow like blow, sniff it Get zooted, banging that dope music My mind is set, this year n***as better step it up I get the job done way before the check is cut I don't wrote write raps for free If I did, I won't make it like Shaq from three My motto is simple Without that loot your instrumentals stay instrumentals A blind man could see the kid's potential And take notice so I grind and stay focused If I was any hotter, I'd drink straight vodka Spit out flames, and piss lava That hot fam, try again That's why I got hoes like firemen You could plug 'em up to hydrants I should push a big red truck with sirens Got a flow that'll stop beginners I maul y'all a shopping center Every time I yell I say J Detroit I to the L-L-A J Detroit I to the L-L-A (Repeat x4) [Hook] With that raw sh** Turn it up loud in your car sh** Finger tips split that cigar sh** Let's smoke n***a Holler at your mans, I'll blow with ya (Repeat x2) J Detroit I to the L-L-A (Repeat x4) [M.E.D] I bang nothing but that raw sh** Neighbors bang on the wall pissed from the noise and the blunt scent With a chick getting blown like a trumpet For wondering how I stand still and still run this Full stomach, hunger in the eyes, greedy In your speezy take sh** like n***a you don't need these Titles and mics, homey you don't need these My CD's tight like six n***as in a Sea Breeze I flow so sick and won't sneeze Sack hold craps with no cheese Rap Gs, rubberband one hand I part your gold teeth J Dilla my n***a I call him OG The street symphony, epitome The underdogs who grind hard for the victory Get them weak rhymes outta my face I clap 16 bars that might catch me a case I'm back, don't stop til my lungs collapse Til then close your eyes, n***a, imagine that