Canal St.
(专辑: At.Long.Last.A$AP - 2015)
Yeah, live through the
struggling, life's a
every day hustle I
hustle every day in life thinking back Taking packs up the
block them older niggas said I
couldn't hustle Man fuck 'em niggas, I'll be back, strapped back pack Bitch I'm flipping work, hand in hand, I
think they call it trapping Racing laps, re-up went to waste, it pays to make it stack Face the
fact, there's always niggas out there trying to knock the
hustle I
guess that's why they say we trap, don't let niggas hold you back I'm just a
kettle from the
ghetto with no pot to piss in So who am I
to call it black? Black man, black male Black ball, black opsy, black diamonds glistening Attract the
pigs and all the
rats, kitten scratch I
went from roaches on my bump to red broaches on the
cuff On my tux, chauffeur pulling up, no if, ands or buts about him I
went to Paris for my trunks, 100 thousand spend on Goyard Used it once, couldn't give a
shit, damn or fuck about 'em Hit Canal Street, real as a
gold medallion Smoking blunts in front of public housing Wilding 'til they throw me in 'em cuffs Mouth full of fronts, look like Master P
up in my Cartier's Diamonds shining in the
frames Changed the
game and made them say Uhh Ain't no limits to this shit, life's a
flick, you're speaking to the
script My life is like a
movie, they should film me through it Take a
pic, then show the
frame and shit, forever me, was always G
Way before this famous shit, y'all just pretend to do it [Hook Bones x2:] You say you got 'em guns, but I've never seen you bang You say you get 'em drugs, but I've never seen you sling You say you in that game, but I've yet to see you play You say you going hard, but nobody feels the
same, yeah Rap game like the
crack game, swear it's all the
same, hustle Whipping soda through the
pot, watch it bubble Flex a
muscle, hit the
block, I
better teach you niggas how to hustle Selling coca on the
charts, watch it double Uh, taking me in zoom and bust my shit, my mobile office Getting head while at my desk, this shit my oval office I
remember when I
got a
hundred for recordings Now to sum up my performances, just put me on the
Forbes list Fuck Jiggy, I'm flawless, fuck pretty, I'm gorgeous Your favourite rapper's corpses couldn't match up my importance My mind is out in orbits, plus my ego got endorsements Heard the
people want that raw shit, but y'all be talking bullshit [Hook x2]