The agitated feel of Long Live A$AP gives way to bravado in Goldie, and PMW, with their straightforward verses describing colorfully street life rules and views of those living there. However, the deadliest weapon in this guy’s arsenal is his ability to adjust to various surroundings created by a group of talented producers. The Harlem-born magician opens his album with a massive and dramatic thunder-stricken title track sounding like a remake of a theme to a grandiose historical action movie. With serious funds at his disposal, A$AP Rocky was able to unite original ideas and impressive arrangements into an irresistible combination to deliver most desired results. $AP, basically, reflects the most mature, the most suitable approach to a record which is aimed at a massive public and commercial success, yet having something special. Having intrigued the audience tightly, A$AP Rocky dragged time out a little, released a couple of singles and only then did he issue his first official long player called LongLiveA$AP (2013). Internet was flooded with praiseful commentaries from hop-hop followers who waited impatiently for the release of a full-length studio album. The rookie’s career soared up high after he signed a major label contract, which soon made it possible to release a very dramatic mixtape LiveLoveA$AP(20011), short-listed for a lot of various award. He began rapping soon after he began going to school, and by the time he was twenty years old, he had turned into a respected and promising performer working under the stage name A$AP Rocky. The future rap star’s father was imprisoned for drug trafficking, and his brother was killed not far from their home. Rakim Mayers knows it better than anybody else. It's A$AP Q, where the bread at? Fuck around and bring the hush puppies back She fuck me and the homies, she was cool with that The block hot so I'm shaded in my bucket hat Pause a little bit, I gotta little advice If you fucked her once, then you could fuck her twice And don't get head from hoes with overbites Just giving out game, nigga, show your right Born stunna nigga, turn night to bright High as a kite in my Nike Flights Made 30 Racks it was just a flight Flew a bitch out too, it was just a night Shorty got the booty make a nigga say, "Woah" Can I suck your titties, tryin' to see how far I can go Try again and then again and she ain't tellin' me no Sweetie tell me how you feelin', can I feel on you mo'? She said, "I ain't fuckin' for free", but ain't shit I can't afford Shit, I'll pay you for it Now bounce that ass on my bungie cord Uh, yeah, whoopsie daisy Put a good kid in your Section.If you were born in Harlem, New York’s notorious part, you face a limited choice: either you enter a criminal world, or you try yourself in hip-hop. Pussy, money, weed (Yeah) Pussy, money, weed (Y-yeah) Pussy, money, weed (Yeah) That's all a nigga need (Y-yeah) How 'bout me and you and you and I Take a ride to make this high On and on and on and on On and on and on and on So I say All I think about is life, nights, sippin' on Sprite Little codeine, nigga get throwed right Two blonde dykes wanna kiss all night I just pray to God that the shit go right Little argument, and their fists don't fight Fuck a dog ho and the bitch gon' bite A$AP nigga, sip Cris all night So them R Kelly hoes gettin' pissed on twice Damn, how a young nigga get so nice? Young nigga cold like he sittin' on ice Fuck broke, tryin' to be rich all life I could've been a criminal and just rolled dice My nuts hangin', my top back Hoes screamin' that Pac back Throwin' Westside, bandana tied A$AP life, gotta Pac tat Harlem world my whole block strapped Hoes all on my jock strap My whip white but my top black And my bitch white, but my cock black Purple drink, got that Tell these hoes all to twerk somethin' Bounce on me, bitch, hurt somethin' Tell her pop that pussy like it's worth somethin' So shawty, she a stunna' and daddy, he a runna' Be that pretty mothafucka, you could call me what you wanna Cause I'm in love with that ass, she in love with the cash So she shakin' it fast and then makin' them stacks And I'm takin' it back and I'm takin' her back To the house just to bust in her mouth and I'm kickin' her out
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