Big A$AP Lyrics By A$AP Ferg
I’m just started tryna live that sweet life
Came a long way feelin’ on dirty bitches
How I’m up in Dubai section with thirty bitches?
Pull up, some monkey bars, doin’ crunches on dirty benches
The hood was watchin’ me drown, they wasn’t sturdy niggas
Shit is about to get real, everyone gettin’ old
I watch niggas find they therapist in liquor stores
Some of my niggas got jealous, they see their man rose
New Years Eve, Hov’s kitchen with the Van Goghs
Last time I seen Nipsey Hussle was on that evenin’
Family frowned to see me because niggas be creepin’
I off the fam like Fredo if them niggas weaken
I can feel the resentment every time niggas speakin’
They congratulate you, then they let the anchor sink in
Sleep, one eye up, you never see me blinkin’
Man, I just flex harder so they see me blingin’
Bow down to the Lord, I left you niggas breathin’
I’ma keep risin’ to the the top
And I’ma give you what I got
I’ma keep risin’ to the the top
And I’ma give you what I got
I’ma keep risin’ to the the top
And I’ma make it hot
I’ma keep risin’ to the the top
And we gon’ give you what we got
I moved my momma out the hood, it feared straight bullets
And my accountants they jerked me, I let my momma do it
My bank account wasn’t movin’, I was just feelin’ useless
Risin’ to the the top, well let me prove it
My stepmother told my brother that I couldn’t do it
“You wouldn’t be as big as Rocky when it come to music”
But I didn’t listen to her, I just drift into it
I just put the odds against me, and I risen through it
Take it back to them contracts and I’m fishin’ through it
Renegotiate, I’m beyond rap, let’s get into it
First rapper face for Tiffany’s, said, “Fuck the jewelers”
Songs gettin’ over a billion streams, my hits abusin’
On the level where everything is a trap now
The propaganda bring you up to bring you back down
How you go and kick the leader of A$AP out?
I keep my foot on these niggas neck ’til they pass out
I done been from hood nights to stage lights
Through it all, then [?] blinded by the brights
These feet done marched enough streets
On God, I’m still [?], just livin’ that sweet life
I done been from hood nights to stage lights
Through it all, then [?] blinded by the brights
These feet done marched enough streets
On God, I’m still [?], just livin’ that sweet life
And I’ma give you what I got
I’ma keep risin’ to the the top
And I’ma give you what I got
I’ma keep risin’ to the the top
And I’ma make it hot
I’ma keep risin’ to the the top
And we gon’ give you what we got
