Letra de Straight Rhymez - Aitch

Ayo Sami, swing that camera my way 'ere brudda

If you don't see me in my sides with my guys

I be in the nice vibe, zoned, tryna write rhymes

Bitches in my eyesight, lyrics in the pipeline

I combine lines when the time's right, if I'm in the right mind

White guy's gonna fly high, I'm the right guy

Trust me I'm the coldest don in this, ain't nuttin' like ice

Told you she don't like rides, but said she wanna ride mine

You're taking her to Five Guys, I beat her in my guy's ride (Uh)

She call me sexy 'cause I rhyme tight

But she move sour 'cause I'm getting all the limelight

Leave her in the morning and won't see her till the night time

She only ever phones me for dick, I got a pipeline

Step up on the stage, fuck everyone it's my time

Dash a man's watch in the crowd, look how time flies

You're stepping on the fine line, the roof will get raised

Like the London city knife crime

She thinks it's funny how I stack up all this money

So I tell her "Suck my dick" and then I'm bussing, word to A1

Fuck it, I ain't fussy, run the beat, I'm getting mucky

Catch a vibe, I'm not a rookie, get a lyric and I spray one

Duppy yet I'm gully, take the piss, I'm wid your honey

Giz' a kiss, ya' looking lovely, better show me what you're made of

She been near a few guys, holla'd her a few times

You know she likes the blue eyes, watch how I take my shades off

G-grime, rap, trap, gets rapped

That's facts, man don't clap straps

But I, slap tracks fast, barriers get smashed

Dash straight to the cash, come back with a bad diss

Ain't a bus pass, man I don't pass back

In other words back track, skets swerved, that's that, uh

Fat back, slim body, no back fat

Said she's into black man, dash me a L, let me catch that

Please someone test me, I'm alright for a white

When I write, I'm a lefty

Fuck a knife but I'm nice for a fight, if you get me

Ay yo, check me

I swear to god, I'm underestimated

I never flop, I got it boxed, look how I demonstrate it

Listen up, I teach you suttin', now you're educated

I took ya L but kept smiling, come and celebrate it

Couple groupies, I'm lovin' the life

But maybe one day, I'll find the love of my life

Nah, lowe it I'm drunk, man's fuckin' tonight

Aitch, look at yourself, stop thinkin' you're fly

I'm not a fraud, don't flex for the cam

Summer time, watch a white boy flex wid a tan

I believe that I'm cold, you ask why, 'cause I am

Your beefin' is old, please go find a plan

Dad said there's not a lift up to success

You gotta take the stairs, you're gonna go through nuff stress

But in the long run, you're comin' out with nuff bread

Pops, don't worry fam, I got dis, nuff said

How can I feel down when I'm up next?

I hide things well, nobody see me when I'm upset

Do what I enjoy, man, I'll stick to what mum said

So I do shows, videos and I run sets

I just step in, give the mic a blessing, then I'm jetting

Donny says my name, but I swear I've never met him

Beggin' it to get in but they can't, so now they're stressin'

Tryna do my bit, I can't be arsed with all the messin'

Hatin' on the kid, it's kinda long, you're all depressin'

But since the day I started, it's been nothing but progression

You don't know nuttin' 'bout me, you're just guessing

Don't give a fuck about a weapon, you weapon

'Cause it's Aitch in the place, quick

Pass me the mic and watch suttin' get blazed

I ain't got a strap, but I aim when I spray 'em

And when the target gets locked, there's no escapin' it, mate

Really, who's testin'? Name a guy, I'm interested

Honestly my lyrics suttin' like a weapon, got 'em stressin'

So many haters, thank the Lord, that's a blessin'

It's sad, they just mad, they can't get in where I'm shellin'

I don't lurk and dip down opps

But I skirt and dick down thots, I'm a disgrace

I used to ride up to Failsworth on peddles

With the disc brakes, then ride home shit-faced

Half a bottle vodka in my pocket

Thinkin' "This is the shit, mate", absolute piss take

All these brother's hate me so much, but they know that I'm heavy

So they sick of seein' this face

Finally, Mr Aitch, professor of rhymary

'P', that's the only thing I've learnt since primary

Gotta hit the booth, this freestyle just reminded me

Bless up, safe, appreciate ya spendin' time with me, haha

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