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Aitch, AJ Tracey – R Kid Official Visualiser

Lyrics R Kid – Aitch, AJ Tracey

If my n**ga takes an injury, I’m sharin’ my blood
If you make an attempt, I’ll be airin’ a slug
Always helpin’, but nobody wants to help me, it’s rough
Have a brother OD, ’cause it’s never enough

If my brother ever need me, know I’m there when it’s tough
Can’t forget my young hitters, gotta share with the pups
Seein’ hella jealousy, I swear it’s tearin’ me up
Brothers tell me that they love me, but that’s barely enough

Yeah, I feel low, next day I’m on the top of the world
I don’t know, I’m kinda lost for my words
My broski ain’t whizzy, went and got him some work
And J White just hopped in the Merc
Yeah, hand on my heart for my brothers
They might do me some dirt
But then again, they wouldn’t let me
They ain’t new to the kerb
Where I’m from, we puttin’ loyalty and unity first
So we don’t move if we can’t move with the herd

I’m makin’ movies, brudda, f**k what you heard
Everybody makes mistake, I put my faith in the nerd
Left us hangin’ when it mattered, man, that s**t really hurt
But nowadays if you have fun, it will turn man into shirts
And how’s your brother gone without, riddle me that
If bro run out of gas, then we sharin’ the flat
We was in Pizza Hut, dinin’ to dash
And we were halvin’ our cash
And we all got chocolate Rollies a stash

My AP white gold, bro got the rosie to match
I soon copped my sister one, and she can hold me to that
2017 stressin’, it was cold in the flats
2020 still stressin’, I got hold of this cash
Tellin’ me you got me, I don’t know until you show it
If I’m fallin’ would you watch me
When I’m brawlin’ would you throw it
Would you love me if I lost it
Would you call me at my lowest
Feel like half a million rapper, but still all of me a poet

I was out there trappin’, I was servin’ my line
Ain’t been racist in my life, but I was murderin’ white
All my packages are flappin’ like they’re birds in the sky
Hit these beats and keep in snappin’ like a jewel in Dubai
My boys are growin’ crops, no wellington, farm creps
Hangin’ trees, like we’re tryna keep our car fresh
I ain’t talkin’ lyrics, we was tryna make the bar stretch
Now I run up Harrods or I’m spendin’ it in Farfetch

Yo, R Kid’s on my case, said I gotta keep the bar set
And I ain’t even wrote a bar yet, yeah
Hit the party, grab the brolly from the Rolls Royce
We ain’t tryna get the garms wet
Yo, same kid on the same old s**t
M40, 016, same old bits
Tell my brothers, them to win you gotta take those hits
‘Cause success stays forever, but the pains goes quick

I cop whips from my worker, got the coupe earnin’
Spinnin’ riddims when I’m spittin’ like the booth’s turnin’
I used to have to save for a Nike Tech
Now all this fire’s on the house like the roof’s burnin’
My problem seem big till I got grown up
But now I handle s**t like a dog owner
Hella ups and downs, it’s like a stockbroker
Don’t sleep, air beds, get your block blown up

Written by Aitch, AJ Tracey, LiTek & WhYJay
Album: Close To Home
Produced by WhYJay & LiTek
Aitch | AJ Tracey | 2022

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