Released: November 20, 2018

Songwriter: Swifta Beater AJ Tracey

Producer: Swifta Beater

[Intro]
Swifta Production
Yo
(Ah-ah-ah)

[Pre-Chorus]
There's no way you can tell man that I can't do what I want to (I do what I want)
There's popstars that I've been with and I've got a few that I'm on to (I'ma grab who I want)
I ain't got time to watch man that chat when it's untrue (I don't listen to the chat)
I've worked too hard and God knows the things that I've gone through (On my life)

[Chorus]
Now I got a house in the West (I'm doing it)
Now I put the ice on my chest (I'm doing it)
Now I got plaques on the wall (I'm doing it)
Now I never answer a call (I'm doing it)
Now I got a house in the West (I'm doing it)
Now I put the ice on my chest (I'm doing it)
Now I got plaques on the wall (I'm doing it)
Now I never answer a call (I'm doing it)

[Verse 1]
It's AJ, can you say it for me quickly? (AJ)
Big man living like a pickney (Like a wah?)
I might Bob Marley if I can't sleep (Puff puff)
But I don't love Bobby like I'm Whitney (On God)
G-Trace, oh brudda, I'm a big G (Tracey)
My young G move scratchy, he's itchy (Scratch, scratch)
I'm not a corporate proposal
Neither am I Özil or a tent so you can't pitch me
I'm legit so these jakes wanna shift me (Woo, woo)
Like a keyboard, broskis wanna shift key (Shift, shift)
I'm the undertaker doing graveyard shifts
Put a paigon in a crypt, no Nipsey (In a coffin)
Spin a dumb yute like whiskey
Remix, spin a dumb yute, man's tipsy (Woo)
Man are vexed 'cause I got their girl Tom Ford
Then she sprayed that shit to come lips me (Haha)

[Pre-Chorus]
There's no way you can tell man that I can't do what I want to (I do what I want)
There's popstars that I've been with and I've got a few that I'm on to (I'ma grab who I want)
I ain't got time to watch man that chat when it's untrue (I don't listen to the chat)
I've worked too hard and God knows the things that I've gone through (On my life)

[Chorus]
Now I got a house in the West (I'm doing it)
Now I put the ice on my chest (I'm doing it)
Now I got plaques on the wall (I'm doing it)
Now I never answer a call (I'm doing it)
Now I got a house in the West (I'm doing it)
Now I put the ice on my chest (I'm doing it)
Now I got plaques on the wall (I'm doing it)
Now I never answer a call (I'm doing it)

[Verse 2]
I like good girls 'cause I was a bad yute (Sweet gyal)
In the West End clubbin' in a tracksuit (On my life)
I'm​ from an ends where police wanna put you in a cage
And secondary school kids wanna stab you (Man down)
Don't mention my name, I'll slap you (On God)
Any riddim, any vibe, I'll adapt to (Spin it)
I see bruddas online tryna diss what I've done
But I'm doin' pretty well for a black yute (For a brown lad)
I'm the actual best (Uh)
Gang ting, I'm from actual West (Grove)
Bros active, can't be acting all blessed (Nah)
If you're bad, speak up with actual chest (Chest)
Ksubi on my jeans
Or I've got Palm Angel on my tee (Swag)
I'm gonna make man's girlfriend come to me
And I'll run man's city like Kompany (True)

[Pre-Chorus]
There's no way you can tell man that I can't do what I want to (I do what I want)
There's popstars that I've been with and I've got a few that I'm on to (I'ma grab who I want)
I ain't got time to watch man that chat when it's untrue (I don't listen to the chat)
I've worked too hard and God knows the things that I've gone through (On my life)

[Chorus]
Now I got a house in the West (I'm doing it)
Now I put the ice on my chest (I'm doing it)
Now I got plaques on the wall (I'm doing it)
Now I never answer a call (I'm doing it)
Now I got a house in the West (I'm doing it)
Now I put the ice on my chest (I'm doing it)
Now I got plaques on the wall (I'm doing it)
Now I never answer a call (I'm doing it)
Now I got a house in the West (I'm doing it)
Now I put the ice on my chest (I'm doing it)
Now I got plaques on the wall (I'm doing it)
Now I never answer a call (I'm doing it)
Now I got a house in the West (I'm doing it)
Now I put the ice on my chest (I'm doing it)
Now I got plaques on the wall (I'm doing it)
Now I never answer a call (I'm doing it)

AJ Tracey

AJ Tracey is a British rapper and grime MC. His dad’s a former rapper from Trinidad, and his mum is a Welsh former drum and bass DJ. Based in Ladbroke Grove, West London (although he was raised in the south just like FT and true say, his dad lived in Tottenham), AJ started making waves in the pirate radio scene in 2014, although his songs under the name Looney date back to 2011.

Speaking to GRM about his stage name, AJ

Basically when I used to shot, I couldn’t give my real name. I used to wear loads of Armani, so I called myself AJ. The Tracey comes from this guy called Stacey in my ends. Everyone used to be/is scared of him so I thought, if a man has a girl’s name and he’s still scaring people, the maybe I should try doing it so I can be THAT guy.