Released: December 9, 2015

Featuring: D7

Songwriter: D7 AJ Tracey

[Hook: AJ Tracey]
Cranked on the Lane, wide awake
Tryna get Ps for the family (let's get it)
So-called friends, they so fake
I don't even know if they back me (snakes)
Opps all shook, they just shake
Act but they don't wanna catch me (running)
Nah, bro, they don't wanna catch me
Nah, bro, nah, bro, they don't wanna catch me (nah)
Cranked on the Lane, wide awake
Tryna get Ps for the family (trap, trap, trap, trap)
So-called friends, they so fake
I don't even know if they back me (fake)
Opps all shook, they just shake
Act but they don't wanna catch me (boom)
Nah, bro, they don't wanna catch me
Nah, bro, nah, bro, they don't wanna catch me (nah)

[Verse 1: AJ Tracey]
I came through like "wah gwan, gorgeous?
What you telling me? Where's your man gone?"
Take man's babes on a mad one
Bend that, make her start buss like a handgun
Juiced in the party, jeans in the carti
AJ bag with a shaver
I don't wanna party, I just want nani
AJT's not a raver
My gang's on job for the paper
Like Nov, got energy, flavour
Like Sharky, man's down for a major
No taser, boom man with the laser
OT on the blocks
Trap line ringing all nuts
Black tracksuit, I'm a young crusader
Amm smoke make Dee sound like Vader
Told a peng ting "do me a favour"
I just want head, no sexing
Penthouse, five chicks, I'm flexing
Bad Bs online stay texting
I done told man about Ets
Don't get a brudda upset
If he lets off with the mash
Mek a boy take flight like jet
Close to the gang, close to the heat
Can't try a man yet
Still on the grind, need more papes
Still not right man's yet
Still up in the 10, cranked on the ends
Ain't seen the sideman yet
Touch you in the mind, swear on my life
Fam, I'll fry man's chest

[Hook: AJ Tracey]
Cranked on the Lane, wide awake
Tryna get Ps for the family (let's get it)
So-called friends, they so fake
I don't even know if they back me (snakes)
Opps all shook, they just shake
Act but they don't wanna catch me (running)
Nah, bro, they don't wanna catch me
Nah, bro, nah, bro, they don't wanna catch me (nah)
Cranked on the Lane, wide awake
Tryna get Ps for the family (trap, trap, trap, trap)
So-called friends, they so fake
I don't even know if they back me (fake)
Opps all shook, they just shake
Act but they don't wanna catch me (boom)
Nah, bro, they don't wanna catch me
Nah, bro, nah, bro, they don't wanna catch me (nah)

[Verse 2: Dee]
How these niggas doing road so much
But they only getting change, fam?
Young nigga flew out to cunch
Thought he would come back a changed man
Gave him a few of each
Made him run laps like Rain Man
His dad thought he was lost
All called up the guys like taken
You're not trap fit like my brudda Chin
You guys are useless
Give me packs and packs, take me to the trap
And I will prove it
These niggas wack, they need the sack
Cause they ain't moving
I'm in the field, I'm really in the field
While you guys just talk it
[?] these youts wanna act up
I just mek a boy move, tell him back up
Young boy but he's tryna get ranked up
Sitting in the trap full of packs got him gassed up
Slim yout but you're moving like you're fat, cuz
Trapstar, I'mma show you what the trap does
You're getting small Ps, I'm getting mad buzz
I smoke loud trees, you smoke dead buds

[Hook: AJ Tracey]
Cranked on the Lane, wide awake
Tryna get Ps for the family (let's get it)
So-called friends, they so fake
I don't even know if they back me (snakes)
Opps all shook, they just shake
Act but they don't wanna catch me (running)
Nah, bro, they don't wanna catch me
Nah, bro, nah, bro, they don't wanna catch me (nah)
Cranked on the Lane, wide awake
Tryna get Ps for the family (trap, trap, trap, trap)
So-called friends, they so fake
I don't even know if they back me (fake)
Opps all shook, they just shake
Act but they don't wanna catch me (boom)
Nah, bro, they don't wanna catch me
Nah, bro, nah, bro, they don't wanna catch me (nah)

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.