Drake Jungle
Rock me real slowly Put a bib on me I'm just like a baby, droolin' over you The things you do These days, I'm lettin' God handle all things above me The things I can't change are the reason you love me Listen, you can hear them callin' my name I'm all over the place, I can't sit in one place I'm not ashamed at all Still findin' myself, let alone a soulmate, I'm just sayin' Feel like we one and the same, our relationship changed That or it never existed Whenever they say somethin' 'bout us you listen But fuck what they talkin' about on your time line That's cuttin' all into my time with you Fuck what they talkin' about on your time line That's cuttin' all into my time with you My time with you, my Rock me real slowly Put a bib on me I'm just like a baby, droolin' over you The things you do She said you're my everything I love you through everything, I done did everything to her She forgave me for everything, this a forever thing Hate that I treat it like it's a whatever thing Trust me, girl, this shit is everything to me She from the jungle, she from the jungle I take somebody else's car, drive there undercover This shit is everything to me, this shit is everything Don't know where we stand, I used to hit you 'bout everything Are we still good? Are we still good? Are we still good? Are we still good? If I need to talk, are you around? Are you down for the cause? Are you down? Are you down? Are you down? Are you down for the cause? Are you down? Are you down? Are you down? Are you down for the cause? You still down? You still down? You still down? Rock me real slowly Put a bib on me I'm just like a baby, droolin' over you The things you do Yeah, these days these new girls, they got me nervous They go to school and do bottle service They can't decide, they keep switchin' majors Being indecisive makes me anxious Call your number and it's out of service Who can I call for your information? What am I supposed to do After we done everything that we've done? Who is your replacement? Are we still good? Are we still good? Are we still good? Are we still good? Rock me real slowly Put a bib on me I'm just like a baby, droolin' over you The things you do
“Jungle” gets its title from a nickname for Lawrence Heights, a particularly rough neighborhood in Toronto. The song sounds like an ode to a particular girl back in the Jungle who Drake struggles to stay connected to as his fame grows. The term “jungle” could also refer to the chaos of Drake’s life—both the whirlwind of his public success and his private emotional turmoil.