30 - Aitch

30 - Aitch Lyrics

Woah, Kenny
Yeah
So many shows last year, man mash bare work, now they can't afford me (can't afford me)
Young and rich, but the engine's big, so they won't insure me (vroom)
The lady at Audi told me It's way too much, go for something smaller
I said, nah, it's a myth, I'm tryna make the estate know when I cut that corner (skrrt)
Get love on the streets cah I stay doing me when I duppy a beat
Flick on a riddim and put it to sleep
And I stay in my zone when I'm cookin' the heat
A struggle for you but it's nothin' to me
Used to run for the bus, now I run to the P (ah)
Coming from nothing, it's lovely to see
So when man wanna envy, it's cuttin' me deep (uh-uh)
Today, I ain't move one muscle, I just made 60 racks in my sleep
That's more than your ex's yearly wage, I got his monthly wage in my jeans (damn right)
Safe to say I get paid, but I just can't say the same for these neeks (no way)
Still no chain on my neck, G, I just bill paper planes and make P's (yo)
Talking shit, can't step in the war zone when I just spent your advance on my wardrobe (ha)
Gettin' grown on your phone, tryna talk loads, but if it's road, best watch for your jawbone
Got a 3. 5 in a raw cone, riding my wave, get lost in my thoughts though (woo)
Kinda mad, back then, I just saw notes, now my accountant's sendin' my sort code
Bro copped fresh off the lot, no test drive, dodging the X-5, makin' the pebs fly (skrrt)
True say, you gotta get bread, so I told him Take time and get your head right (facts)
He said, bro, I'm just tryna get by, still on the ends, you're living your best life
Only right that I give him a cheque, can't see bro stressed or end up a dead guy
UFO came from Mars with a pack of smokes, got the spaceship hotboxed
All these pounds in the whip, man bill up a spliff, then pipe me a opp thot
Never bang one mash in my life but I'll bang man out, no doubt, if it pops off
And set man do pop smoke so if war is war, then the show gets locked off
Today, I ain't move one muscle, I just made 60 racks in my sleep (racks)
That's more than your ex's yearly wage, I got his monthly wage in my jeans (damn right) (bitch)
Safe to say I get paid, but I just can't say the same for these neeks (no way)
Still no chain on my neck, G, I just bill paper planes and make P's
Today, I ain't move one muscle, I just made 60 racks in my sleep
Spent 60 racks in my sleep, I spent 60 racks in my sleep
Safe to say I get paid, but I just can't say the same for these neeks
I just can't say the same for these neeks, I just can't say the same