Cranked AJ Tracey (Ft. D7)

[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