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Round 2 (Explicit)歌词完整版
Round 2 (Explicit) - Aitch
Lyrics by：Harrison Armstrong/Jake Jones/Taras Alusarenko
Composed by：Harrison Armstrong/Jake Jones/Taras Alusarenko
They say love makes you happy well this paper can too
So I ain't chasin' no chick unless
She raised a mans yute trust
Everybody's blessed ****
I just pray I am too
But I got devils on
My side like a play for man you
But I bounce back
Catch me in moston with my trap players skrr
Or in soho house with some tax payers
Young aitch ain't no fold in my game
I make stacks in the sun in the snow in the rain
I was seventeen hundred thou eighteen two fifths
Nineteen few mill twenty was stupid
Twenty-one old news twenty-two new ****
Twenty-three still hot don't say I don't do this woo
Copped a lot of bricks you know
I got it how I live
**** I got ones that I can rent
And I got ones that I can flip
Tickin' boxes of my checklist
When I drop another hit
Then go and drop another ticket
On a property and whip ****
You know it's a-i tizzy babe
Changed my city know I make my lizzy babe
C*****e white mizzy may
Ain't no biggie two-fifty that's chicken change skrr
Yeah couldn't pay me to stop
This one's for all my grinders raised on the block
Yeah
Steady making their prof this one's for
My guys that are chasing the guap
Yeah
It was raised in the streets
Some got a day job some are paid in the streets
Yeah
Ain't no taming the beast
I ain't here to make friends
I'm just here to make ps
I ain't tripping 'bout a hater stay
In line and keep it stepping
Got a watch for everyday but ain't
Got time to answer questions
We can talk a bit of business
I ain't tryna be your bredrin
If I can't see money signs then
I'm sliding in a second
Big boss
Big stones in my wristwatch royal
Oak rose gold way before tiktok
I was getting low blows way before lip shots
Honestly I'm so cold I'm frozen I've been hot
I'm goated ain't been topped
They know when the king drops
Them jokers have been opps
They choke when the pin drops
Yeah still with the loccs at the chip shop
Still putting all my pink notes in a kick box
Yeah couldn't pay me to stop
This one's for all my grinders raised on the block yeah
Steady making their prof this one's
For my guys that are chasing the guap
Yeah
Who was raised in the streets
Some got a day job some are paid in the streets
Yeah
Ain't no taming the beast
I ain't here to make friends I'm just here to make ps
