Released: December 8, 2016
Songwriter: AJ Tracey
Producer: TR The Producer
[Verse]
Drill on a grime beat, grime on a drill beat
Nigga, don't copy my pattern
Bulldoze, man ah get flattened, everything patterned
Ching chow shine like Hatton
Nah, I don't box like Floyd
Nah, I weren't gonna say Hatton
Everybody thinks that they're bad till they're doing up sprints
Tryna run Usain for the cannon
And look, I ain't Kodak
But I got a couple dreads from the throwback
That'll run up with a rocket and blow that
Word to Giggs, you'll get banged from the blow back
Look, I come through with an O pack
Niggas saying "AJ's cold, did you know that?"
Peng brown ting just stepped in the room
And she gave man neck till my eyes start roll back
I said "hold that"
Then I'm off on a jog down the road, akh
Talking 'bout Grove and Goldborne Road, akh
Talking 'bout Suttons and Latimer Road, akh
Used to throw snow with the cats from the snow plaque
Now I do shows
Man just re-up on the bars, let 'em go
Got a whole box for the low, ayy
Got a whole box for the low, ayy
Posted 0 for 1 sec then done
Cranked for days, I ain't seen that sun
Put a hand on bro? Then God bless your mum
Cause I swear to God she won't see her son
Skrt the car on main road, best done
If I sku-du-du-du-du-du, man's done
Ask for beef and man might get bun
Can't squash the beef, that's not how this tun
And now 10's on the map
I used to have both in the trap
Tommy and James on my lap
Money is power like the program
So I had to ghost that pack
I was out there doing loads
I was doing loads for the cash, ayy
I was doing loads for the cash
I don't follow back chicks, I'm a leader
AJ from the Lane's never been a follower
Young Tekky and I'm in the field like Onomah
And I'm gonna break through the scene like Oduwa
Peng tings I don't wanna save like Hugo
I'm pouring out champs in Nouvo
I could spit bars 'bout something I don't do
But that's your style there and I sure ain't you though
I'm me, though
Holding it down like Dier or Moussa
Strong like a kilo
I was getting love like way before Bebo
And I'm not a normal dude, just like Reeko
Like Posty, in grime, I'm the boss
I'mma cop mum a house, give a fuck what it costs
If you ain't chatting bout Ps, you're lost
You don't speak my language, something like Poch
I'm something like, I'm something like Christian
I used to finesse the balls like all day
Call for a ball? Then trust, you're gon' pay
Give him 1.2s, the fuck a man say
0.6, the fuck a man say
Now I'm doing shows, the fuck a man's paid
If I catch you on the pave and you're chatting 'bout me
We'll spray, no le, I'll fuck with man's day
I'm on the field, no bally
Shower, malé, drugs, Alli
But now it's mics, not drugs I carry
No Vorm ting, bad vibes? I'll parry
AJ never can took for a Barry
Or Phil Jones, man are upfront like Harry
Make a young gun come with a one furnace
Then put a strap across your chest like a Spurs kit
Yeah, I got more money cause I earned it
Hard work, fam, nah I never shot Bale
Man sent war dubs, man have got mail
And them old bruddas on his side till he got stale
Man's gonna see deep blue like a whale
With my 32, lick off your headback well
16 lick off your headback clean
A’s young in the scene like a Balerin
Oops, fam, I meant like I'm Bellerín
Like Rashford, man are young but I get it in
Seeing money that you made, there's no better thing
Grind fast, but you niggas slow like you're ketamine
You niggas slow, can't keep up
Letting in goals, no keeper
Out here tryna stack coins, FIFA
My bruddas hit the strap ras like it's reefer
I'll turn man pack for the back chat, normal
Nike Air Ones on a date or a meeting
Black Air Ones for the beef, that's formal
Nike Air Ones when the thing ain't-
[Outro]
Get me?
Daily Duppy
AJ from the Lane, get me?
Drill on a grime beat, grime on a drill beat
Nigga, don't copy my pattern
Bulldoze, man ah get flattened, everything patterned
Ching chow shine like Hatton
Nah, I don't box like Floyd
Nah, I weren't gonna say Hatton
Everybody thinks that they're bad till they're doing up sprints
Tryna run Usain for the cannon
And look, I ain't Kodak
But I got a couple dreads from the throwback
That'll run up with a rocket and blow that
Word to Giggs, you'll get banged from the blow back
Look, I come through with an O pack
Niggas saying "AJ's cold, did you know that?"
Peng brown ting just stepped in the room
And she gave man neck till my eyes start roll back
I said "hold that"
Then I'm off on a jog down the road, akh
Talking 'bout Grove and Goldborne Road, akh
Talking 'bout Suttons and Latimer Road, akh
Used to throw snow with the cats from the snow plaque
Now I do shows
Man just re-up on the bars, let 'em go
Got a whole box for the low, ayy
Got a whole box for the low, ayy
Posted 0 for 1 sec then done
Cranked for days, I ain't seen that sun
Put a hand on bro? Then God bless your mum
Cause I swear to God she won't see her son
Skrt the car on main road, best done
If I sku-du-du-du-du-du, man's done
Ask for beef and man might get bun
Can't squash the beef, that's not how this tun
And now 10's on the map
I used to have both in the trap
Tommy and James on my lap
Money is power like the program
So I had to ghost that pack
I was out there doing loads
I was doing loads for the cash, ayy
I was doing loads for the cash
I don't follow back chicks, I'm a leader
AJ from the Lane's never been a follower
Young Tekky and I'm in the field like Onomah
And I'm gonna break through the scene like Oduwa
Peng tings I don't wanna save like Hugo
I'm pouring out champs in Nouvo
I could spit bars 'bout something I don't do
But that's your style there and I sure ain't you though
I'm me, though
Holding it down like Dier or Moussa
Strong like a kilo
I was getting love like way before Bebo
And I'm not a normal dude, just like Reeko
Like Posty, in grime, I'm the boss
I'mma cop mum a house, give a fuck what it costs
If you ain't chatting bout Ps, you're lost
You don't speak my language, something like Poch
I'm something like, I'm something like Christian
I used to finesse the balls like all day
Call for a ball? Then trust, you're gon' pay
Give him 1.2s, the fuck a man say
0.6, the fuck a man say
Now I'm doing shows, the fuck a man's paid
If I catch you on the pave and you're chatting 'bout me
We'll spray, no le, I'll fuck with man's day
I'm on the field, no bally
Shower, malé, drugs, Alli
But now it's mics, not drugs I carry
No Vorm ting, bad vibes? I'll parry
AJ never can took for a Barry
Or Phil Jones, man are upfront like Harry
Make a young gun come with a one furnace
Then put a strap across your chest like a Spurs kit
Yeah, I got more money cause I earned it
Hard work, fam, nah I never shot Bale
Man sent war dubs, man have got mail
And them old bruddas on his side till he got stale
Man's gonna see deep blue like a whale
With my 32, lick off your headback well
16 lick off your headback clean
A’s young in the scene like a Balerin
Oops, fam, I meant like I'm Bellerín
Like Rashford, man are young but I get it in
Seeing money that you made, there's no better thing
Grind fast, but you niggas slow like you're ketamine
You niggas slow, can't keep up
Letting in goals, no keeper
Out here tryna stack coins, FIFA
My bruddas hit the strap ras like it's reefer
I'll turn man pack for the back chat, normal
Nike Air Ones on a date or a meeting
Black Air Ones for the beef, that's formal
Nike Air Ones when the thing ain't-
[Outro]
Get me?
Daily Duppy
AJ from the Lane, get me?
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