Текст песни MY IRIS - ONLYONEJD

Hee, Hee

Yeah

(JD Produced It, yeah, JD Produced It, Mmm-hmm)

Got a leng one talkin' bout Frontals
I'm tryna get it all in bundles
Really came from the mud
Remembered as a kid with my wellies on
Playin' in them puddles
We're goin' through London, speedin', speedin'
Goin' through Rotherhithe tunnel
I wish you could see life from my eyes
Came from the concrete jungle
Speak it, believe it, know that I'm the GOAT
I'm levitatin', just watch me float
Losin' control like I dropped the remote
His girl's movin' mad, see my music, she promotes
Not far away from winter, I'll be puttin' on a coat
She's got a long tongue, finna give me good throat
Praise God, 2020, really fucked up my throat
Hella hospital visits, thought I had no hope

I ain't goin' back and forth with these girls
This shit is gettin' too repetitive
Whatever happened last night, just leave it
I'm too happy to be negative
I'm tryna be a man, explain myself
But they keep on changin' the narrative
I'm really tryna be my best, don't give me no stress
Wanna make me go back to the sedatives
These Gyally are movin' too loose
Right now I'm sippin' the juice
Bro brings the thunder like Zeus
He's seein' red, he's not callin' a truce
I'm in The Batcave, I'm feelin' like Bruce
Come and vibe out with me, don't make an excuse
This girl's bein' petty, what is the use?
Bad one, she's comin' like chocolate mousse, hmmm

Yeah, these man are all dickheads, I tell them to move
Don't call me, I'm busy, I'm making these moves
I told you already, got nothing to prove
High Street for the kicks, I got some new shoes
The outfit goes well, I'm all in my groove
He's shown me a bad one, I really approve
I know I'm not perfect, I'm tryna improve

Yeah, I'm into the fashion, I don't need a stylist
I'm lovin' the feeling, I cannot describe this
These drugs fucked me up
Why the doctor prescribe this?
I'm in the lab whippin' up like a scientist
Bro's in the bando, he whips like a scientist
Workin' nonstop, I been workin' tireless
I was so mad, I missed Carti at Wireless
Fuck, I missed Carti at Wireless
Talk about life and I don't need to write this
All I need is my brain and my voice and my iris
She's lookin' too fleeky, come over and ride this
Ridin' my dick like a cyclist
Bro's in construction, he's wearin' a Hi Vis
I been killin' these beats, how can you not like this?
They gotta hate cause they can't do it like this

Oooh-oo-ooh, lookin' so good and I wanna buy this
Crack cocaine, the fiends wanna try this
Bro's whippin' up, he's gonna supply this
Life is a game, I'm tryna survive this
The whip is so wavey, I wish I could drive it
Not watchin' them man, why they preein' on my ting?
"Stay true to yourself", I'm livin' by this