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lirik lagu aj tracey – cranked

[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 s-xing
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

[verse 2: dee]
how these n-ggas doing road so much
but they only getting change, fam?
young n-gga flew out to cunch
thought he would come back a changed man
gave him a few of each
made him run laps like rain man
his dad thought he was lost
all called up the guys like taken
you’re not trap fit like my brudda chin
you guys are useless
give me packs and packs, take me to the trap
and i will prove it
these n-ggas wack, they need the sack
cause they ain’t moving
i’m in the field, i’m really in the field
while you guys just talk it
[?] these youts wanna act up
i just mek a boy move, tell him back up
young boy but he’s tryna get ranked up
sitting in the trap full of packs got him g-ssed up
slim yout but you’re moving like you’re fat, cuz
trapstar, i’mma show you what the trap does
you’re getting small ps, i’m getting mad buzz
i smoke loud trees, you smoke dead buds

- lirik lagu aj tracey

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