Lyrics Round 2 – Aitch
They say love makes you happy
Well this paper can too
So I ain’t chasing no chick
Unless she raised a mans yute
Everybody’s blessed s**t, I just pray I am too
But I got devils on my side like a play for Man U
But I bounce back
Catch me in Moston with my trap players
Or in Soho House with some tax payers
Young Aitch ain’t no fold in my game
I make stacks in the sun, in the snow, in the rain
I was 17 hundred thou, 18 two fifths
19 few mill, 20 was stupid, 21 old news, 22 new s**t
23 still hot, don’t say I don’t do this
Copped a lot of bricks you know I got it how I live
S**t I got ones that I can rent and I got ones that I can flip
Ticking boxes of my checklist when I drop another hit
Then go and drop another ticket on a property and whip, s**t
You know it’s A I Tizzy babe
Changed my city know I make my lizzy babe
C0caine white mizzy may
Ain’t no biggie 2 fiddy that’s chicken change
Yeah, couldn’t pay me to stop
This one’s for all my grinders raised on the block
Yeah, steady making their prof
This one’s for my guys that are chasing the gwap
Yeah, who was raised in the streets
Some got a day job some are paid in the streets
Yeah, ain’t no taming the beast
I ain’t here to make friends I’m just here to make Ps
I ain’t tripping bout a hater
Stay in line and keep it stepping
Got a watch for everyday
But ain’t got time to answer questions
We can talk abit of business
I ain’t tryna be your bredrin
If I can’t see money signs
Then I’m sliding in a second
Big boss, big stones in my wristwatch
Royal Oak rose gold way before TikTok
I was getting low blows way before lip shots
Honestly I’m so cold I’m frozen I’ve been hot
I’m goated ain’t been topped
They know when the king drops
Them jokers have been opps
They choke when the pin drops
Still with the loccs at the chip shop
Still putting all my pink notes in a kick box
Yeah, couldn’t pay me to stop
This one’s for all my grinders raised on the block
Yeah, steady making their prof
This one’s for my guys that are chasing the gwap
Yeah, who was raised in the streets
Some got a day job some are paid in the streets
Yeah, ain’t no taming the beast
I ain’t here to make friends I’m just here to make Ps…
➤ Written by Aitch, Jake Jones & Taras Slusarenko
Produced by WhYJay & LiTek
Aitch | 2023
