Letras
Long live A$AP nigga don't get yo' face snatched
I been up in this run you niggas just arriving to the racetrack bitch
Fuck a ninety day run I'm stacking pape twenty four seven
Monday to Sunday from 11:00 to 11:00
I don't like unnecessary spending that make niggas jealous
I ain't tripping how I'm feeling I'm accountable for failing
Got to hold yo' own cause they ain't guaranteed to step
I'm on all ten about this shit I rap you wanna check?
If you came into the crib off Indy you would know I'm blessed
I want sixteen hund' a bow and I ain't taking nothing less
Bitch I know my time coming
Lived a tough life along that stretch met niggas I can summon
Put my nigga on some money I can't stand to see him bumming
Rather reach my hand out and get it wet than see him plummet
Do yo' homework my name was up in them investigations
Bro ain't make it out of one we ever since been separated
Fonkin' with my childhood homie cause I left 'em dangling
Great pitches in the trap and now I'm tryna sell a language
Tints on this bitch my seat leaned back I'm finna bust a play
Ain't shit to talk about my nigga dead I ain't got none to say
I still can't comprehend that I won't ever get my brother back
How my heart get so cold it turned into the color black?
I been on my grind I know my nigga looking after me
Got behind the wheel when I was high and almost smacked a tree
Tryna quit the pills it really feel like they attached to me
Helped me get over that one hoe now that bitch in the back of me