Lyrics Next Up - D'One , Mikabeats , JM00

Speedin′ in the whip on the M' way
Peng-ting calling me sensei kung-Fu
Kick that pack then I get paid
Got them reciting my lines like an essay
What did you say?
Just jumped in the Addison Lee and the music′s up too loud
Let me hear studio bill up a big fat
Ting then my mind is up in the clouds

And I tell em' again, them boys them ain't my friends
Them boys just wanna′ be men
Were cut from a different cloth
When I do flips make prof;
Taking flights to ′Dam with my Migos, call it, take off
My girl keeps calling my line, saying I have no time
Girl cus' i′m always busy, out ere' tryna get lizzy
On a paper chase for a milli, Now i′m flowing like AJ tizzy

Let me stop that, I'm so minus 20 degrees
Got left in the dark on the cold, where the dogs at?
Ring, Ring, they got my tech line,
Its my Y-G on the line with shape and he′s like
D'One big bro can you cop that? Yeah man I got that
Stay clear from the fakes and phonies, man I hate liars
And if you just tuned in, I'm D′One star of the movie like Mike Myers
I′ve got a set hat, brown ting' with a big back now tryna′ seduce me

Had to borrow Headie's flow
No these bitches keep moving so loosely
You can give me any beat, any flow, any tempo
That shit is getting extinct,
Them man put no effort in and they think
They′re still there getting their drink, drink
In my element like zinc, Blow endo till my eyes turn pink, pink

If I take 2 steps back for a major,
Come back don't think that I fell off
You′re the side-ting, plantain with joloff
Out ere' get well off, who said D'one fell off?
My line you can′t bell off,
She′s got trust issues that she can't shed off
Can′t rely on me, I've got trust issues that I can′t shed off
Can't rely on you, Don′t abide by rules
Where would they go?
Where would they go if things got dark if I had
No path, no places to turn only back to the start?
Yeah I know them guys would laugh
They probably think it's funny
But now i make music and money, got this hunger in my tummy
I stay juggin' it′s my hobby
All for my team, all for my family I′d die for
Your savings, your workings and try more
I know a bredda he'd lost it all, hit the trap and now he got peng raw
And all he wanted was a millie, wanted work to move faster
Put his trust in little Jimmy and Little
Jimmy didn′t know what he put himself into
Feds were on him in a flash, he got caught with white packs,
Now he's chillin′ in a cell, he hopes they really don't do him dirty

He′s only 16, Might go jail when he's mid-teens
Abide by the code of no snitching, they look at him like a criminal
Really though Little Jimmy's just a
Victim, Little Jimmy′s just a victim
Product of his own environment,
Fed up of mommy coming home seeing letters of eviction
Only knows trap role models and pitching

Little Jimmy′s just a victim