Monthly Archives: May 2018

Death From Above 1979 – Freeze Me lyrics

Are we in space or just feelin’ weightless? You freeze me with that look when I go undercover
Readin’ me my rights when you were gettin’ closer
I resist arrest until you say it’s over

[Pre-Chorus]
Are we outside the safe spaces of sex? Are we in space pinned down to spinnin’ rocks? [Chorus]
How you freeze me
We’re so cold now

[Verse 2]
Tell me where you are, am I getting warmer? [Verse 1]
Tell me what you think, are we in trouble? (so cold, so cold) [Chorus]
How you freeze me
We’re so cold now

[Chorus]
How you freeze me
We’re so cold now

[Outro]
Are we outside in space? (so cold, so cold)
Are we outside in space? Feelin’ sorry’s never really been my struggle
Pickin’ up the pieces, siftin’ through the rubble
Ringin’ in the new year, listenin’ to the double

[Pre-Chorus]
Are we outside the safe spaces of love?

AJR – Turning Out lyrics

I think I’m still turning out

[Verse 2]
In my mind
I thought the birds would sing and sparks would fly
But it’s just quiet
Am I cruel
Or am I ignorant or was I fooled
By the stories I knew

[Pre-Chorus]
Am I ready for love
Or maybe just a best friend
Should there be a difference
Do you have instructions
Maybe I’m stuck
On what I see on TV
I grew up on Disney
But this don’t feel like Disney

[Chorus 2]
You say I turned out fine
I think I’m still turning out
You say I turned out fine
I think I’m still turning out
I hope you stick around
We’re gonna figure it out
Who can I turn to now
When I’m still turning out
When I’m still turning out

[Bridge] (x4)
I’m a little kid and so are you
Don’t you go and grow up before I do
I’m a little kid with so much doubt
Do you want to be there to see how I turn out

[Outro]
Cause I’m still turning out [Verse 1]
I hold you
I hold you closer then I ever knew
I could do
But I’m confused
I thought I’d recognize when love was true
But I’m confused

[Pre-Chorus]
Am I ready for love? Or maybe just a best friend
Should there be a difference
Do you have instructions
Maybe I’m stuck
On what I see on TV
I grew up on Disney
But this don’t feel like Disney

[Chorus 1]
You say I turned out fine
I think I’m still turning out
You say I turned out fine
I think I’m still turning out
N.C.

Depeche Mode – Where’s The Revolution lyrics

You’ve been kept down
You’ve been pushed ’round
You’ve been lied to
You’ve been fed truths
Who’s making your decisions? Your government, your countries
You patriotic junkies

Where’s the revolution? Come on people
You’re letting me down

You’ve been pissed on
For too long
Your rights abused
Your views refused
They manipulate and threaten
With terroras a weapon
Scare you till you’re stupefied
Wear you down until you’re on their side

Where’s the revolution? Come on people
You’re letting me down
Where’s the revolution? Come on people
You’re letting me down

The train is coming
The train is coming
The train is coming
The train is coming
So get on board
Get on board
Get on board
Get on board

(Where’s the revolution?)

The engine’s humming
The engine’s humming
The engine’s humming
The engine’s humming
So get on board
Get on board
Get on board
Get on board

Where’s the revolution? Come on people
You’re letting me down… Come on people
You’re letting me down
Where’s the revolution? You or your religion? Come on people
You’re letting me down
Where’s the revolution?

Depeche Mode – Cover Me lyrics

Way up here with the Northern lights
Beyond you and me
I dreamt of Us in another life
One We’ve never reached

And You know We’re sinking
We could fade away
I’m not going down
Not today

The air is so cold here
Too cold to see
We have to take cover
Cover me

Way up here with the Northern lights
Beyond these broken bars
I pictured Us in another Life
Where We’re all Superstars… I’ve felt better
I’ve been up all night
I can feel it coming
The morning Light

The air is so cold here
It’s so hard to breathe
We better take cover
Will You cover Me?

Jake Hill – I Don’t Love You lyrics

[Verse 1]
They say she the Devil
Knew it as soon as I met her
She’d try to get to me, I’d try not to let her
I tried to be good to her but I knew better
I never considered it, I was just into it
Fuck intuition, cause I’m on a mission
Was never suspicious
The way that she looked at me I was so finished

[Bridge]
I thought I needed you, even though I hated you
Running in circles but you should’ve ended it know that I hurt you
I thought I needed you even though I hated you
I was the one with the issue
Try to put on a front but I miss you

[Hook]
I’m feeling you, feel me too
Why we keep on fighting for
Not much left worth fighting for
Feeling you, feel me too

[Verse 2]
I could say my bitch bad and she know that
When we kicked back and we’d roll that
I was so different but she sparked an interest
Her man was like who is this bitch in your pictures
Don’t worry about it
She was never too concerned about it
I said you’re probably better off without him
All she ever did was talk about him
So negatively, is this really me
Turn off the phone then we under the sheets
When she got home she’d be thinking of me
Knew I was fucking with the enemy
I was so in my feelings and just trying to deal with it
Chasing the high that I got from the thrill of it
I was the protagonist and then she was the villain
But she always lured me in

[Bridge]
I thought I needed you, even though I hated you
Running in circles but you should’ve ended it know that I hurt you
I thought I needed you even though I hated you
I was the one with the issue
Try to put on a front but I miss you

[Hook]
I’m feeling you, feel me too
Why we keep on fighting for
Not much left worth fighting for
Feeling you, feel me too
Why we keep on fighting for
Not much left worth fighting for
Feeling you, feel me too

[Verse 3]
I wanna tell you that I miss you
That’ll just add to the issue
So I keep my head down low
And hope you’ll show up at my door
I adore you
Should’ve told you that before
But you know i’m bad with words
No fuck it, I don’t love you
Fuck it, I don’t love you
No fuck it, I don’t love you
Fuck it, I don’t love you

[Hook]
I’m feeling you, feel me too
Why we keep on fighting for
Not much left worth fighting for
Feeling you, feel me too

Project Pitchfork – Rain lyrics

I can feel your smile
Right in my heart

Time is calling name by name
Come back to me
Enchanted by the sound
The souls swirl around and around
Time is calling name by name
Come back to me
Enchanted by the sound
My soul bursts into flames

Rain keeps falling down – down
Into the rivers of life
Into the oceans of this world
And back up into the sky

Down on the ground
Everything grows cold
High up in the sky
There is no place to hide

Time is calling name by name
Come back to me
Enchanted by the sound
The souls swirl around and around
Time is calling name by name
Come back to me
Enchanted by the sound
My soul bursts into flames

When you fell onto the ground
I came to warm you
Nothing seems real
It’s just about what you feel

I am calling name by name
Come back to me
Enchanted by the sound
Souls burst into flames
I am calling name by name
Come back to me
Enchanted by the sound
Souls burst into flames

I am calling name by name
Come back to me
Enchanted by the sound
Souls burst into flames
I am calling name by name
Come back to me… Rain keeps falling down – down
Into the rivers of life
Into the oceans of this world
And back up into the sky

Mountains of gold
Are shrinking in time
They vanish into space
Revealing your true face

What is the meaning of all that is? Just for a start…

Vince Gill – Old Lucky Diamond Motel lyrics

[Verse 1]
Out on Route 66, way back in the sticks
Out on the old Chisolm trail
Just east of El Reno next to Ted’s Escondido
Sat the old Lucky Diamond Motel
Lucille and Madonna slinging cheese enchiladas
Chain smoking non-filtered Pall Malls
Old men shooting pool and cussing like fools
The old Lucky Diamond Motel

[Chorus]
Yeah the old Lucky Diamond, Lucky Diamond Motel
Queen of the old mother road
There’s color TV and the kids eat for free
The old Lucky Diamond Motel

[Verse 2]
There’s Airstreams and truckers and two timing lovers
Teenagers out raising hell
There’s cowboys and shriners and old five and dimers
The old Lucky Diamond Motel
Room 23 was the first time for me
A stripper named Rita Cantrell
I spent all of my money on that sweet Spanish honey
The old Lucky Diamond Motel

[Chorus]
Yeah the old Lucky Diamond, Lucky Diamond Motel
Queen of the old mother road
There’s color TV and the kids eat for free
The old Lucky Diamond Motel

[Verse 3]
Oh the sign said we doze, but we never do close
I remember her red dress so well
Old Rita’s passed on, the neon sign’s gone
The old Lucky Diamond Motel
There’s a big wrecking ball, Just tore down the wall,
A piece of America fell
Now I’m all for progress, but God knows that I miss
The old Lucky Diamond Motel

[Chorus x2]
Yeah the old Lucky Diamond, Lucky Diamond Motel
Queen of the old mother road
There’s color TV and the kids eat for free
The old Lucky Diamond Motel

Digital Farm Animals – Tokyo Nights lyrics

[Intro]

[Verse 1: Shaun Frank & Martina Sorbara]
I wanna go where you go
Blowing your smoke out the window
Float away back to those Tokyo nights
You keep me up wide awake
We fall asleep on the floor in old sheets and Champagne
And I wanna fall like snowfall
Just to melt on your pillow
Drift away back to those Tokyo nights
Where we were so out of place
We fall asleep in my car
To songs that all sound the same
I wanna go where you go
Blowing your smoke out the window
Drift away back to those Tokyo nights
You keep me up wide awake
We fall asleep in my car
To songs that all sound the same

[Pre-Chorus: Martina Sorbara]
And it really don’t matter which way we go
You got effect like domino
Finally up and down we go
How we get back there, I don’t know
And it really don’t matter how fast we go
You got effect like domino
You take me down, down

[Chorus: Martina Sorbara]
I wanna go
Back to those Tokyo nights
Those Tokyo nights, I feel it

[Verse 2: Shaun Frank, Both]
I wanna fall like we fell
For the first time in the hotel
Miss the way we fell asleep in our clothes
But you were to shy to stay
Walking you home it still feels like it was just yesterday

[Pre-Chorus: Martina Sorbara]
And it really don’t matter which way we go
You got effect like domino
Finally up and down we go
How we get back there, I don’t know
And it really don’t matter how fast we go
You got effect like domino
You take me down, down

[Chorus: Martina Sorbara]
I wanna go
Back to those Tokyo nights
Those Tokyo nights, I feel it
Back to those Tokyo nights
(STOP) G
Those Tokyo nights, I feel it

[Bridge: Martina Sorbara, Shaun Frank, Both]
I wanna go where you go
Blowing your smoke out the window
Drift away
And I wanna fall like snow fall
Just to melt on your pillow
Drift away, back to those Tokyo nights
Where we were so out of place
We fall asleep in my car
To songs that all sound the same

[Chorus: Martina Sorbara]
I wanna go
Back to those Tokyo nights
Those Tokyo nights, I feel it
(STOP)
Back to those Tokyo nights

Brandon Paredes – Only For You lyrics

It wasn’t so long ago
That I found out
How much, I love you
Of all the things to say, I ignored the signs
I held you in my arms, oh I would’ve wanted to save the time
I try to think of every way
I can make you feel the way I do
But sometimes it’s hard for me to
Love
Someone who can love so much (x2)
I tried to think of you, when I wanted to heal
It only made my feelings grow
And to think that I tried to hide
All of my sorrow
Made me think of how lucky I am to have you
Maybe today, maybe tomorrow, maybe someday you’ll understand
Just how much I really love you

AJ Tracey – You Don’t Know Me lyrics

(feat. Craig David)

[Verse 1: AJ Tracey]
Step step on the curb amongst pagans
In the endless fight against Satan
They wanna take me out, it’s so blatant
But I’m so onto man, it’s like Taken
I don’t want girls or fame, I want bacon
Cake and custard bread till I’m baiding
Out in the Supra, blud, I ain’t faking
Quantum of Solace, stirred and not shaken
Try and shake me up, I get active
Never been passive, bro, the block’s massive, bro
Be on duty like Massive mo
You ain’t brown so stop acting, bro
I save for ages like Buffon
Just to get my pair of Air Forces
Nah I do the roads in Louboutin
And I sit down and eat a few courses
Don’t think you know man ’cause of Insta
Man ah live a movie like Pixar
Never took a L, boy, I’m the victor
Wanyama defending that fixture
Took a gamble, and it paid off
In the rave, I don’t wanna take my shades off
They call me rich, I’m the kid tryna’ face off
Dat way, offset the girls and I take-off

[Pre-Chorus: AJ Tracey]
Everything’s not what it seems
You think that I’m living life stress free
‘Cause I got a new timepiece and it gleams
But I’m really out tryna’ feed teams
My bruddas dem are out doing schemes
Me, I’m on the stage with the beams
Sitting in the back in the new shaped beems
Getting friendly and close to the girl of your dreams

[Chorus: Craig David]
You might think it’s perfect
But you only see the surface
You don’t know me
You don’t know me
Talking this and that
But you don’t know the half
But if you want to get to know me
Then you got to listen closely
You don’t know me

[Verse 2: AJ Tracey]
I dived on pavement, that’s skaters
Told my mum I’m all about papers
See my dawgs are all about lasers
Nike tech or Clarks with them blazers
Man shooting swish like them Pacers
Ginobli switch the hand pot, whip
I spin and turn it all hot quick
The greats are who the man plots with

[Bridge: Craig David & (AJ Tracey)]
When I’m out on the road (When I’m out, I do road)
Man is shelling down shows (Linking up, shutting down shows)
Think this life is easy (See, you think this life’s so easy, but)
So that’s why I’m letting you know

[Chorus: Craig David]
You might think it’s perfect
But you only see the surface
You don’t know me
You don’t know me
Talking this and that
But you don’t know the half
But if you want to get to know me
Then you got to listen closely
You don’t know me

[Pre-Chorus: AJ Tracey]
Everything’s not what it seems
But I’m really out tryna’ feed teams
My bruddas dem are out doing scenes
Me, I’m on the stage with the beams
Sitting in the back in the new shaped beem
Getting friendly and close to the girl of my dreams

[Half-Chorus: Craig David]
You might think it’s perfect
But you only see the surface
You don’t know me
You don’t know me
Talking this and that

AJ Tracey – Alakazam lyrics

Denzel Curry & Jme)

[Intro: Jme & Lancey Foux]
Serious
Alakazam, use your psychic attack
It sounds like Nyge

[Chorus: AJ Tracey]
I’ve got hooks but I don’t go fishing
Alakazam, I’ll make man go missing
I was doing trips, you were at home kissing
Now I’ve got Henny coming out when I’m pissing
I’ve got hooks but I don’t go fishing
Alakazam, I’ll make man go missing
I was doing trips, you were at home kissing
Now I’ve got Henny coming out when I’m pissing
I’ve got hooks but I don’t go fishing
Alakazam, I’ll make man go missing
I was doing trips, you were at home kissing
Now I’ve got Henny coming out when I’m pissing
I’ve got hooks but I don’t go fishing
Alakazam, I’ll make man go missing
I was doing trips, you were at home kissing
Now I’ve got Henny coming out when I’m pissing

[Verse 1: AJ Tracey]
I’m a rockstar like Sting and Slash
Now peng tings wanna call man back
I’m a rockstar like Jeff or Matt
Call my young thug, watch man get slatt
Boy Better Know CEO on the track
Curry in the ends, that’s right, he’s back
Can’t push me ’cause you’ll get pushed back
Easter egg, the black MAC go crack
Catch man in traff, don’t lack
Tee in white and Raf in black
Pantomine, man act, get clapped
I’m from West so that’s tracksuits black
MTP or zone ten, that’s gang
Hopped the fence and dem boy there ran
Can’t stand the heat? (feat. Then don’t touch that pan
Free up S ’cause he lives in can
Still cotch with them
Ult like Denzel, been to Washington
Box on Renzel, think you’re boxing ’em? Used to have Glocks and socks with rocks in ’em
Now the world is different
Same old Tracey but my girl is different
Didn’t rate me till I made her listen
She was boring till I made her glisten

[Chorus: AJ Tracey]
I’ve got hooks but I don’t go fishing
Alakazam, I’ll make man go missing
I was doing trips, you were at home kissing
Now I’ve got Henny coming out when I’m pissing
I’ve got hooks but I don’t go fishing
Alakazam, I’ll make man go missing
I was doing trips, you were at home kissing
Now I’ve got Henny coming out when I’m pissing
I’ve got hooks but I don’t go fishing
Alakazam, I’ll make man go missing
I was doing trips, you were at home kissing
Now I’ve got Henny coming out when I’m pissing
I’ve got hooks but I don’t go fishing
Alakazam, I’ll make man go missing
I was doing trips, you were at home kissing
Now I’ve got Henny coming out when I’m pissing

[Verse 2: Jme]
I’m blessed, ask about me, research
Hear good things but know
They won’t be around no more if they cuss bad words
It’s all Rowntree till you get burst
And if you doubt me, jump feet-first
People around me will tell you
Jme’s mentality is one with the Earth
One life, you don’t wanna lose it, no
Once I hit ’em with the stupid flow
“Man Don’t Care” already, you should know
Fam, don’t let me dig a two-foot hole
It’s not that deep, it’s not rocket science
I’m here just tryna have a good time
Hurt one of mine? Send the Reaper to him
Pull out the stick on a pussy ass nigga
They tell me I look like a people to him
Under my brim, abandon the so black
Probably black as my gat, facts
Switch up the style and relax, tax
Act like a hoe, get the MAC wax
Like tack tack
Hit ’em in the back, now that’s that
Gat to the face, that’s Snapchat
Now you a bitch like cat stacks, damn
I don’t talk no shit
‘Cause I got too much honour
Nine-millimetre go bang
And this piercing armour Fuck that
Man’s at the door next day like Amazon Prime; free delivery
I’ll murder the beat till you’re sick of me
Straight bars, no need for the trickery
Man will smoke that beef like Hickory
Yo, AJ, pass the auxillary
And the iPhone adapter
Give man chills like the fear factor
AJ, DC
Worldwide music, it’s a new chapter

[Verse 3: Denzel Curry]
Have the game in a headlock
If I see the cop that killed my brother
Believe he’ll die from the headshots
Beam on the Glock in my Hancock
Hedgehog when I get away
When I’m looking for a prey, better pray like a nun
With a cup full of rum, when the rum is red
Tote a gun instead, dollar bill in ten
When you meet death, reapers are grim
Fucking with me?

AJ Tracey – Bird Call lyrics

[Intro: Lancey Foux]
It sounds like Nyge

[Chorus: AJ Tracey]
I’ve got sons, I’ve got clones
I’ve got birds on my phones
I’ve got birds on my Gucci
Got rackades on my stones
She don’t know me, she knew me
I ain’t wifing no Suzie
I ain’t wifing no hoes
I keep it G to my bones
I’ve got sons, I’ve got clones
I’ve got birds on my phones
I’ve got birds on my Gucci
Got rackades on my stones
She don’t know me, she knew me
I ain’t wifing no Suzie
I ain’t wifing no hoes
I keep it G to my bones

[Verse 1: AJ Tracey]
People listen when I speak
Wear my glisten on the street
Dripping water, man ah leak, tweak
Always drunk, I never geek
Hella girls all wanna meet, greet
Say they love me in a tweet
Tryna text me, that’s a myth
Mythological, Greek
Notting Hill and Ladbroke Grove
Due to move up to a creek
Mini Uzi looking peak
Couple issues for a neek
All these paigons tryna creep
Faded every single week
Mummy called me, saying “cut it out”
I said “it really isn’t deep”
Never cheated, man, I kept it thug
Reddest bottoms like I stepped in blood
Rappers lying on their smoke
Lying on it like they slept in drugs
You tried to remix my classic
I heard your riddim and your version sucks
I need marble in my kitchen
Alexander silk and Persian rugs

[Chorus: AJ Tracey]
I’ve got sons, I’ve got clones
I’ve got birds on my phones
I’ve got birds on my Gucci
Got rackades on my stones
She don’t know me, she knew me
I ain’t wifing no Suzie
I ain’t wifing no hoes
I keep it G to my bones
I’ve got sons, I’ve got clones
I’ve got birds on my phones
I’ve got birds on my Gucci
Got rackades on my stones
She don’t know me, she knew me
I ain’t wifing no Suzie
I ain’t wifing no hoes
I keep it G to my bones

[Verse 2: AJ Tracey]
New number
Girl’s tryna sleep in my jumper
Treat the new whip like a bumper
Call of Duty, man ah come like a thumper
All of my bitches are boujee
All of my niggas are boujee
Drop a rackade on the ruley
Don’t spill the drink on my ksubi’s
Designer on me, I’m mismatched
She gives brain, I can’t kiss that
Bro’s machine got no kick back
We have birds and we whip that
My lightskin jawn too wavy
Peng like KFC gravy
But she can’t call me a baby
Does she chat to rappers man? Maybe
Bro, she a bird
That’s what I heard
But you wanna wife her and take her to yours
That shit is absurd
I glide on the curb
My bars are my word
Sneak-dissing rappers, try send for the Trace
But they’re all in the dirt

[Chorus: AJ Tracey]
I’ve got sons, I’ve got clones
I’ve got birds on my phones
I’ve got birds on my Gucci
Got rackades on my stones
She don’t know me, she knew me
I ain’t wifing no Suzie
I ain’t wifing no hoes
I keep it G to my bones
I’ve got sons, I’ve got clones
I’ve got birds on my phones
I’ve got birds on my Gucci
Got rackades on my stones
She don’t know me, she knew me
I ain’t wifing no Suzie
I ain’t wifing no hoes
I keep it G to my bones

AJ Tracey – Blacked Out lyrics

[Intro]
Sounds of the Sir

[Chorus]
Tracksuit grey, black, blue
I was just a hope-filled kid like you
Left ends broke, gotta win, can’t lose
Everyting fresh when I came back through
Saying that you’re real, brudda, that’s not true
I’m not second but I am top two
See me in the club with the team
Them blacked out so you know I’ve gotta wear a black top too
Tracksuit grey, black, blue
I was just a hope-filled kid like you
Left ends broke, gotta win, can’t lose
Everyting fresh when I came back through
Saying that you’re real, brudda, that’s not true
I’m not second but I am top two
See me in the club with the team
Them blacked out so you know I’ve gotta wear a black top too

[Verse 1]
Trap, trap, trap lines gone and the trap’s gone too
Triceps gone and my traps gone too
Now you wear tracksuits listening to “That’s Not Me”
But we all know that’s not you
Said you’ve got a new flow, that’s not new
When you sound like me but you spray like you
If we’ve got beef then I’m bringing out Marvel
Man better know I’m bring Capcom too
Man did Belgium twice in a week
Then I flew Bordeaux for a slice of the cheese
So many shows that a man can’t sleep
I ain’t even really got time for a beat
Mummy said “Go son, go boy, eat”
Did it on my own no scam, no cheat
No label, no chat, no meet
All love here, no gap, no sweet
Niggas in my ends hate me ’cause they’re nothing
But I still rep for the West End streets
I’ll never get a G check from a neek
Now I’ve got bread don’t think we can beef
Yeah, if I do well, they attack
Trust me, I’m never going out whack
My Spanish miss said I’m gonna fail ’cause I’m brown
Bet you thought I was gonna say black

[Chorus]
Tracksuit grey, black, blue
I was just a hope-filled kid like you
Left ends broke, gotta win, can’t lose
Everyting fresh when I came back through
Saying that you’re real, brudda, that’s not true
I’m not second but I am top two
See me in the club with the team
Them blacked out so you know I’ve gotta wear a black top too
Tracksuit grey, black, blue
I was just a hope-filled kid like you
Left ends broke, gotta win, can’t lose
Everyting fresh when I came back through
Saying that you’re real, brudda, that’s not true
I’m not second but I am top two
See me in the club with the team
Them blacked out so you know I’ve gotta wear a black top too

[Verse 2]
I ain’t really tryna be political
I’ve got an impact and it’s physical
I am not a role-model rudeboy
Don’t follow me and don’t hang from my lyrical
You’ve got bare art but it’s digital
So don’t try to send for the London Prince
To win’s nothing less than a miracle
Man will get a lift like it’s spiritual
Man will get a lift like a boss man
Five star ’cause he had an aux in the Uber
Didn’t even hit him that hard and he dived ’cause you’re a diver
Like you’ve got a snorkel or a scuba
Remember my roots, pulled a maneuver
Went in the door, cleaned up like a hoover
Don’t get excited because I left radio sets
If I ever walk in, I’m Akuma
Na, Frieza, Cell, Buu, Broly
Still got friends that’ll leave man holey
And I’ve got friends on the deen all holy
I did the grief, on my friend’s guacamole
Mole blud, mole
Mates pulled up, blood, pulled ‘way
I ain’t got a CV but if I did
It would say that I’m all about cream like Olay

[Chorus]
Tracksuit grey, black, blue
I was just a hope-filled kid like you
Left ends broke, gotta win, can’t lose
Everyting fresh when I came back through
Saying that you’re real, brudda, that’s not true
I’m not second but I am top two
See me in the club with the team
Them blacked out so you know I’ve gotta wear a black top too
Tracksuit grey, black, blue
I was just a hope-filled kid like you
Left ends broke, gotta win, can’t lose
Everyting fresh when I came back through
Saying that you’re real, brudda, that’s not true
I’m not second but I am top two
See me in the club with the team
Them blacked out so you know I’ve gotta wear a black top too

AJ Tracey – Quarterback (Secure The Bag!) lyrics

[Hook]
Getting to the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain’t calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Manna call the plays like a quarterback
Getting to the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain’t calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Manna call the plays like a quarterback
Getting to the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain’t calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Manna call the plays like a quarterback
Getting to the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain’t calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Manna call the plays like a quarterback

[Verse 1]
I’m running up checks like a doctor
Tryna win gold like Oscar
New flow, try and do it too, impostor
Got them all running off the beat like Costa
My team got a five star roster
Little bitch threw a fit when I tossed her
If she wanna fuck twice, that’ll cost her
If she wanna fuck twice, that’ll cost her
Leave me be, get out my face
I secured the bag and went on my way
They behind, they’re not on my page
Go learn to grind and get on my wage
You ain’t bae so don’t call man bae
And you ain’t my mate so don’t call man A
Young nigga, they know my age
Free my bros, they locked in that cage
And I’ll still miss the drop if I want
I turn up, finesse the chick and I’m gone
I get head and keep all the lights on
No wasteman can jump on my song
They thought I would flop and they’re wrong
Still here, fit as hell, my life’s strong
Still here, fit as hell, my life’s strong

[Hook]
Getting to the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain’t calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Manna call the plays like a quarterback
Get into the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain’t calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Manna call the plays like a quarterback
Getting to the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain’t calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Manna call the plays like a quarterback
Getting to the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain’t calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Manna call the plays like a quarterback

[Verse 2]
I’ve got her number but I’m just texing
Hitting up my line on a next ting
I don’t want you, I want a next ting
Baby girl I owe you a sexing
Break man’s soul when I’m flexing
But he try cap so I decked him
I took a grey ting to my hotel
And I had her on her knees when I checked in
My LA dons make the Draco fly
Had bread before the Drake co-sign
Came through, I’m here to take what’s mine
No “Whatless” old man can make me sign
I was doing laps on my Ridgeback
Nah, I was doing laps on a specialized
If I had beef then I slid back
Girl you wanna fuck? me? Better get in line
AJ, T
Be like, me
London’s best starting Q-B
If people say “fly” I’m like wait, who? Made the trap jump, Jordan, 2, 3
My bitch bad, thick and bou-jee
I was in the States counting, blue, cheese
Step up on the stage and they never boo, me
Sleep on a nigga, go ahead and you’ll, see

[Hook]
Getting to the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain’t calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Manna call the plays like a quarterback
Get into the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain’t calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Manna call the plays like a quarterback
Getting to the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain’t calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Manna call the plays like a quarterback
Getting to the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain’t calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Manna call the plays like a quarterback

AJ Tracey – Shisha lyrics

Ex-girl’s going mad, you’re coping, right? “AJ’s gonna fall off”, you’re hoping, right? Get your scoping right
Uh, and I always got a badders and a good ting
Bad ting, coming round the crib on a wood ting
LV, good ting, not a boog ting
I ain’t got no time for a broke or a hood ting

[Chorus]
I leave the crib when my P’s are right
Send my niggas to your door like the pizza guy
Don’t be looking for no smoke ’cause it’s free, my guy
My akhs bringing out the smoke
Like a shisha pipe, you’ll get smoke
Keep acting up, you’ll get smoke
You’re not bad for us, you’ll get smoke
Come and run your mouth, you’ll get smoke
Like a shisha pipe, you’ll get smoke

[Verse 2]
Trap house is doing numbers
Now my money works for me, I take slumbers
Eyes up exotic gyal with them bumpers
Peng tings running me down for my jumpers
We wear black like we’re grungers
You man are pushing shit like you’re plungers
I’m a cool guy, now I pay my own bills
But I still haffi lurk the strip with my hunters
Come from country and punters
Money stack look real thick, it’s one chunkers
I don’t chill with frauds or no stunters
Dem man fake like Dairylea Dunkers
Take my Arab baby girl for dinner, then a show
Nando’s, Butterfly Chicken, it’s a go
Buss the pussy, she won’t tell me lick it ’cause she know
I ain’t built like that, nigga, that’s a no, look

[Chorus]
I leave the crib when my P’s are right
Send my niggas to your door like the pizza guy
Don’t be looking for no smoke ’cause it’s free, my guy
My akhs bringing out the smoke like a shisha pipe, you’ll get smoke
Keep acting up, you’ll get smoke
You’re not bad for us, you’ll get smoke
Come and run your mouth, you’ll get smoke
Like a shisha pipe, you’ll get smoke How do you make it all pop? [Chorus]
I leave the crib when my P’s are right
Send my niggas to your door like the pizza guy
Don’t be looking for no smoke ’cause it’s free, my guy
My akhs bringing out the smoke like a shisha pipe, you’ll get smoke
Keep acting up, you’ll get smoke
You’re not bad for us, you’ll get smoke
Come and run your mouth, you’ll get smoke
Like a shisha pipe, you’ll get smoke

[Verse 1]
I hit the block with my chains on
No tee, tracksuit and my shades on
Free my niggas locked up like Akon
You yatties selling dreams when you should be selling Avon
Call my bruddas to the crib and get my wave on
Couple yatties looking hot, turn my flame on
I’m with the clan, that’s my gang like I’m Raekwon
And couple gadgets in the whip like I’m James Bond
When I do a show, I’m floating, right?