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[Verse 1: A$AP
I I'd probably die in prison, expensive taste in women
Ain't had no pot to piss in, now my full of dishes
Nose from that sniffin', your heroin addiction
Trigger finger itching parental supervision
Be that business, little Timmy got that semi
I ain't kidding hide yo kittens, hit yo children with Smith and
A bunch of ignant niglets, hard headed, never listen
sippin', finger twistin', teeth glisten like it's Memphis
A bunch of hypocritic Christians, the land of no
My Santa Claus was missing, catch you slippin' then Christmas
a wishlist, my ghetto was ambition
For my benjis and my Bentley, and bitches now I gets gets
On the road to riches, a rings, designer jeans
Toking on biscuit till I'm no longer existing
I wonder if they miss me, as as I make history
Now my is feeling empty, tell the reaper come and get me

A$AP Rocky]
Who said you can't live forever
Of course, I'm living forever
Forever, live long
You can't ever
My flaws, I'm living I'll
Forever, LIVE

[Verse 2: A$AP
Riding through your city that motherfucka mine
Or on that semi, rob a motherfucka blind
License plate says wipe me down, car from
But a sits so pretty call that motherfucker fine
Lost your motherfucking mind, what's on your niggas talking down
Never talk to cops, make him talk God when I tote that 9, he ain't now
Tell 'em watch your spine, I mean watch your
Better guide track, better not look back
Now in line, don't step on cracks
So you break her I'm talking 'bout your mom
Cause there's in my town, making hits, sniffing lines
Out committing crimes, wait for shit to down
Corrupted little minds, 8 and 9, finna
On the grind, do you dirty with shimmy shimmy ya
Where they shoot a purpose, services 'n hearses
Kids who deserve it, can't survive a thing, you're worthless
Strangers make me nervous, who's that peekin' in my window with a pistol to my

Pretty rich, Flacko be the shit
And that bitch, know we so she boppin' on this dick
Nigga, R.I.P. to PIMP, can't forget Flip
And I take it out to Memphis so out to Triple Six