In this collaboration, Aitch and AJ Tracey delve into themes of loyalty, brotherhood, and the harsh realities of life. The artists highlight the importance of supporting their friends and family through tough times, even when they face betrayal or lack of reciprocation. They reflect on their past struggles with crime and financial instability, contrasting it with their current success. Despite achieving wealth and status, they remain grounded by remembering the sacrifices made along the way. The song also touches on the emotional toll of jealousy and unfulfilled promises from those they care about. Ultimately, it’s a narrative about staying true to one's roots while navigating the complexities of personal growth and relationships.
R Kid
Lyrics
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If my nigga 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 (yo)
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
Seeing hella jealousy, I swear it's tearin' me up
Brothers tell me that they love me, but that's barely enough (woo)
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 (skrrt, skrrrt)
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 (yeah)
I'm makin' movies, brother, fuck what you heard
Everybody makes mistakes, I put my faith in the nerd
Left us hangin' when it mattered, man, that shit 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're sharing the flat
We was in Pizza Hut, dinin' to dash
When we were halvin' our cash (yeah)
Now we all got chocolate Rollies to stash (yeah)
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 of me a rapper, but still all of me a poet
If my nigga 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 (yo)
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
Seeing hella jealousy, I swear it's tearin' me up
Brothers tell me that they love me, but that's barely enough
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 on snappin' like a jewel in Dubai
My boys are growin' crops, no Wellington Farms 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 shit
M40, 016, same old bits
Tell my brothers them, to win you gotta take those hits
'Cause success takes forever, but the pain goes quick
I cop whips for my worker, got the coupe earnin'
Spinnin' riddims like when I'm spittin' like the booth's turnin'
I used to have to save for a Nike Tech
Now all this fires on the house like the roofs burnin'
My problems seem big 'til I got grown up
But now I handle shit like a dog owner
Hella ups and downs just like a stockbroker
Don't sleep, air beds, get your block blown up
If my nigga 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 (yo)
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
Seeing hella jealousy, I swear it's tearin' me up
Brothers tell me that they love me, but that's barely enough
Writer(s): Che Wolton Grant, Harrison James Armstrong, Jacob Daniel Jones, Taras Slusarenko
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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