Next Up - S3-E26

[Intro: ZeeTee]
J-J-J-Jester made this
I don't rap like them, bitch, I rap like me
Good writer, fill it, breeze
Fill it, ****

[Verse: ZeeTee]
I'm in the trap, they- I'm in the trap, they dreamin', there ain't no Netflix
In the bando, I stepped in
From sellin' packs to the rappin' scene
If you wanna know who I'm next in
The trap life get intensive
But the way I move quick, man, it's kinda impressive
And certain things don't mention
If it ain't 'bout money, man, I ain't interested
And dirt to close the backdoor
But way bеfore that, man, I watched my brethrеn
I got a sweet one, I don't need one
But I love how she leng and she need affection
I'ma give her the leg, if not, it's dead
But that ain't my only intention
She tellin' me that she wanna cuff me though
Hell no, that's a cease and arrestin'
Went on a glide, just me on my own
Unknown, now bro don't know where I'm at
And I went on foot, just me and my shank
So, I don't even know how I'm gonna get back
Either live in the T or live in the streets
Corner shop boys, gettin' rid of them packs
We bought us SIMs and twenty pound phones
And ever since then, we been makin' cash
Was up for like twenty-four hours
Bro said he needs a new thirty-six shit
Mum said I was young and dumb
I was takin' trips and switchin' shifts
You're comin' home late, what you think this is?
I'm just tryna make money and better how I live
I know that I'm gonna make millions, cuz
But, I'm in a T-way that's a a very good riz'
Bro learned how to whip from a Chinaman
Better know where you trap or you finance that
When the ends got hot, we switched the plot
Holiday mood, got a Barça tan
Do you understand?
'Cah the ends too flames, it needs way more than a fan
We got webs through your nose, Spider-Man
But the Mary Jane have you lookin' Mulan
And I come from a place where the shit got dark
I never let a bitch have a play in my heart
When nanny died for mummy, stayed strong
But deep inside, man, it tore me apart
Still maintainin' even though I'm impatient
Really shows you who the hustlers are
Tell the cats, "Come join my ship"
Got dog over here like the Noah's Ark
I trap for the cause, not the clout or drip
On tour got me in your town and I'm takin' a walk (And I'm takin' a walk)
Like niggas would've thought that I've been here before
Askin' what she can get for a scores
Three foot twenty, she wanted four
Told me she ain't really got it like that
She a good actor like Melanie Moore
I don't rap like them, bitch, I rap like me
Never I lie, what was in the team?
Man, they're writin' fiction, talkin' a mission
Good writer, fill it, breeze
Bitch said that I'm all for myself like a selfie stick
I don't even know what that means
Maybe 'cah I got the pussy in skip
If it is, then I foul, what a selfish me (What a selfish me)