ㅤAll songs below were made and are owned by Rakim A. Mayers (A$AP...

🍉"Robbie" (02.01.2026)🍉 @Robert_Trott

4 days ago

ㅤAll songs below were made and are owned by Rakim A. Mayers (A$AP Rocky). All music he's made belongs to him rightfully.

ㅤWARNING: The songs in this compilation contain explicit lyrics that are not meant for younger audiences. For your own discretion, I'd advise that you're 13 years old minimum to listen.
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ㅤLONG.LIVE.A$AP
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ㅤ01 - Long Live A$AP
ㅤLong Live A$AP
ㅤ[Promotional single]
ㅤ4:49

ㅤ[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
ㅤI thought I'd probably die in prison, expensive taste in women.
ㅤAin't had no pot to piss in, now my kitchen full of dishes.
ㅤNose bloody from that sniffing, your heroin addiction.
ㅤTrigger finger itching, fuck parental supervision.
ㅤThis be that murder business, little Timmy got that semi.
ㅤI ain't kidding, hide your kittens, hit your childrens with that Smith and…
ㅤA bunch of ignant little n_____, hardheaded, never listen.
ㅤPurp-purple sipping, finger twisting, teeth glisten like it's Memphis.
ㅤA bunch of hypocritic Christians (Uh).
ㅤThe land of no religion (Uh).
ㅤMy Santa Claus was missing, catch you slipping then it's Christmas.
ㅤMotherfuck a wishlist, my ghetto was ambition.
ㅤFor my Benjis and my Bentley.
ㅤAnd them bitches now I gets-gets.
ㅤOn the road to riches, a diamond ring, designer jeans.
ㅤChoking on that biscuit till I'm no longer existing.
ㅤI wonder if they miss me, as long as I make history.
ㅤNow my soul is feeling empty, tell the reaper come and get me.

ㅤ[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
ㅤWho said you can't live forever lied.
ㅤOf course, I'm living forever.
ㅤI'll forever, I'll live long.
ㅤYou can't ever deny my force.
ㅤI'm living forever.
ㅤI'll forever, I'll live.

ㅤ[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
ㅤRiding through your city like that motherfucker mine.
ㅤOr toting on that semi, rob a motherfucker blind.
ㅤLicense plate says wipe me down, car from 1989.
ㅤBut a n____ sits so pretty call that motherfucker fine.
ㅤLost your motherfucking mind, what's on your mind?
ㅤN_____ talking down.
ㅤNever talk to cops.
ㅤMake him talk to God when I tote that 9, he ain't talking now.
ㅤTell 'em watch your spine, I mean watch your back.
ㅤBetter guide your track, better not look back.
ㅤNow stay in line, don't step on cracks.
ㅤSo you break her back, I'm talking 'bout your mom (Uh).
ㅤCause there's killers in my town (Uh).
ㅤMaking hits, sniffing lines (Yeah).
ㅤOut committing crimes (Yeah).
ㅤWait for shit to simmer down (Uh).
ㅤCorrupted little minds (Yeah).
ㅤ8 and 9, finna shine (Yeah).
ㅤOn the grind.
ㅤDo you dirty with that shimmy shimmy ya (Uh).
ㅤWhere they shoot without a purpose.
ㅤServices 'n hearses.
ㅤKids who ain't deserve it.
ㅤCan't survive a thing, you're worthless.
ㅤStrangers make me nervous.
ㅤWho's that peeking in my window with a pistol to my curtains?

ㅤ[Bridge: A$AP Rocky]
ㅤPretty n____ rich, Flacko be the shit.
ㅤAnd that bitch know we popping so she popping on this dick.
ㅤN____, RIP to Pimp, can't forget Little Flip.
ㅤAnd I take it out to Memphis so shout out to Triple Six.

ㅤ[Chorus: A$AP Rocky, & KUČKA]
ㅤWho said you can't live forever lied.
ㅤOf course, I'm living forever.
ㅤI'll forever, I'll live long.
ㅤYou can't ever deny my force.
ㅤI'm living forever.
ㅤI'll forever, I'll live.

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ㅤ02 - Goldie
ㅤGoldie
ㅤ[Single as a lead artist]
ㅤ3:12

ㅤ[Chorus]
ㅤAha, aha.
ㅤI said it must be 'cause a n____ got dough.
ㅤExtraordinary swag and a mouth full of gold.
ㅤHoes at my shows they be stripping off they clothes.
ㅤAnd them college girls write a n____ name on they toes.
ㅤN_____ talk shit till they get lockjaw.
ㅤChrome to ya dome till ya get glockjaw.
ㅤParty like a cowboy or a rockstar.
ㅤEverybody play the tough guy till shit pop off.

ㅤ[Verse 1]
ㅤLet's take it to the basics, you in the midst of greatness.
ㅤMy Martin was a Maison, rocked Margielas with no laces.
ㅤCristal go by the cases, wait, hold up, that was racist.
ㅤI would prefer the Aces, ain't no different when you taste it.
ㅤA 40 ounce to chase it, that's just a understatement.
ㅤI'm early to the party, but my 'Rari is the latest.
ㅤSomehow it seems girls in they late teens.
ㅤRemind me your favorite jeans cause they naked 'cause you famous.
ㅤLife's a motherfucker, ain't it? These other rappers ain't us.
ㅤSo tell me what your name is, I'ma tell it to my stainless.
ㅤYou aim it 'fore you bang it let that banger leave you brainless.
ㅤIt's just me, myself, and I and motherfuckers that I came with.
ㅤMiscellaneous n_____ wanna hate on me.
ㅤUntil I tell 'em to they face they ain't no G.
ㅤLow key, n_____ mad cause I'm smooth puffing Zig Zags.
ㅤTell 'em quit the riff raff bitching with your bitch ass.

ㅤ[Chorus]
ㅤI said it must be 'cause a n____ got dough.
ㅤExtraordinary swag and a mouth full of gold.
ㅤHoes at my shows they be stripping off they clothes.
ㅤAnd them college girls write a n____ name on they toes.
ㅤN_____ talk shit till they get lockjaw.
ㅤChrome to ya dome till ya get glockjaw.
ㅤParty like a cowboy or a rockstar.
ㅤEverybody play the tough guy till shit pop off.

ㅤ[Verse 2]
ㅤYes, I'm the shit, tell me do it stink?
ㅤIt feel good waking up to money in the bank.
ㅤThree model bitches, cocaine on the sink.
ㅤAnd I'm so 'bout it, 'bout it, I might roll up in a tank.
ㅤ'Cause my chain came from Cuba, got a lock up on the link.
ㅤAnd them red bottom loafers just to compliment the mink.
ㅤEyes chink, rolling up that dank, blowing on that stank.
ㅤWhat you mean? Tell me what you drink, I'm on that kissing pink.
ㅤYou could call me Billy Gates, got a crib in every state.
ㅤMan on the moon, got a condo out in space.
ㅤOpen up your legs, tell me how it taste.
ㅤAnd them n_____ talking shit, so tell 'em, "Tell it to my face."
ㅤTell that bitch, hop up on my dick, rolled up on her quick.
ㅤIn a six, told her suck a dick, motorboat her tits.
ㅤI'm the shit, n_____ mad cause I'm smooth puffing Zig-Zags.
ㅤTell 'em quit the riff raff bitching with your bitch ass.

ㅤ[Outro]
ㅤOh, yeah, oh, right.
ㅤOh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
ㅤOh, yeah, oh, yeah.
ㅤOh, yeah.
ㅤEverybody play the tough guy till shit pop off (Right, right).

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ㅤ03 - PMW (All I Really Need) [feat. ScHoolboy Q]
ㅤPMW (All I Really Need)
ㅤ3:54

ㅤ[Intro: A$AP Rocky]
ㅤUh, yeah.
ㅤUh, yeah.
ㅤUh, yeah.
ㅤUh.

ㅤ[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
ㅤAll I think about is life, nights, sipping on Sprite.
ㅤLittle codeine, n____ get throwed right.
ㅤTwo blonde d____ wanna kiss all night.
ㅤI just pray to God that the shit go right.
ㅤLittle argument, and their fists don't fight.
ㅤFuck a dog ho and the bitch gon' bite.
ㅤA$AP n____, sip Cris all night.
ㅤSo them R. Kelly hoes getting pissed on twice.
ㅤDamn, how a young n____ get so nice?
ㅤYoung n____ cold like he sitting on ice.
ㅤFuck broke, tryna be rich all life.
ㅤI coulda been a criminal and just rolled dice.
ㅤMy nuts hanging, my top back.
ㅤHoes screaming that 'Pac back.
ㅤThrowing Westside, bandana tied.
ㅤA$AP life, got a 'Pac tat.
ㅤHarlem world my whole block strapped.
ㅤHoes all on my jock strap.
ㅤMy whip white, but my top black.
ㅤAnd my bitch white, but my cock black.
ㅤPurple drink? Got that.
ㅤTell these hoes all to twerk something.
ㅤBounce on me, bitch, hurt something.
ㅤTell her pop that pussy like it's worth something.
ㅤSo shorty, she a stunner and daddy, he a runner.
ㅤBe that pretty motherfucker, you could call me what you wanna.
ㅤ'Cause I'm in love with that ass, she in love with the cash.
ㅤSo she shaking it fast and then making them stacks.
ㅤAnd I'm taking it back and I'm taking her back.
ㅤTo the house just to bust in her mouth and I'm kicking her out.

ㅤ[Bridge: A$AP Rocky]
ㅤHow 'bout me and you and you and I…
ㅤTake a ride to make this high?
ㅤOn and on and on and on.
ㅤOn and on and on and on.

ㅤ[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
ㅤSo I say pussy, money, weed (Yeah).
ㅤPussy, money, weed (Ye-yeah).
ㅤPussy, money, weed (Yeah).
ㅤThat's all a n____ need (Ye-yeah).
ㅤPussy, money, weed (Yeah).
ㅤPussy, money, weed (Ye-yeah).
ㅤPussy, money, weed (Yeah).
ㅤThat's all a n____ need (Ye-yeah).
ㅤPussy, money, weed.
ㅤPussy, money, weed (Ye-yeah).
ㅤPussy, money, weed.
ㅤThat's all a n____ need (Ye-yeah).
ㅤPussy, money, weed.
ㅤPussy, money, weed (Ye-yeah).
ㅤPussy, money, weed.
ㅤThat's all a n____ need.

ㅤ[Verse 2: Schoolboy Q]
ㅤIt's A$AP Q, where the bread at?
ㅤFuck around and bring the hush puppies back.
ㅤShe fuck me and the homies, she was cool with that.
ㅤThe block hot so I'm shaded in my bucket hat.
ㅤPause a little bit, I gotta little advice.
ㅤIf you fucked her once, then you could fuck her twice.
ㅤAnd don't get head from hoes with overbites.
ㅤJust giving out game, n____, show your right.
ㅤBorn stunna n____, turn night to bright.
ㅤHigh as a kite in my Nike Flights.
ㅤMade 30 Racks it was just a flight.
ㅤFlew a bitch out too, it was just a night.
ㅤShorty got the booty make a n____ say, "Woah."
ㅤCan I suck your titties? Tryna see how far I can go.
ㅤTry again and then again and she ain't telling me no.
ㅤSweetie tell me how you feeling, can I feel on you more?
ㅤShe said, "I ain't fucking for free," but ain't shit I can't afford.
ㅤShit, I'll pay you for it, now bounce that ass on my bungee cord.
ㅤYeah, whoopsie daisy, put a good kid in your Section.80.
ㅤTurn a baby into a lady, now here go the keys to my new Mercedes.
ㅤ'Cause shawty she a stripper, all you got to do is tip her.
ㅤShe like ballers with some money screaming fuck them other n_____.
ㅤNow do A through Z for a G, panties go down to her feet.
ㅤPussy get wetter for me, smacking that ass to the beat, give her that Diggity-D.

ㅤ[Bridge: A$AP Rocky]
ㅤHow 'bout me and you and you and I…
ㅤTake a ride to make this high?
ㅤOn and on and on and on.
ㅤOn and on and on and on.

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ㅤ04 - LVL
ㅤLVL
ㅤ3:40

ㅤ[Intro: A$AP Rocky]
ㅤYeah, uh.
ㅤClams Casino, n____ (A$AP).
ㅤA$AP (Uh).

ㅤ[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
ㅤMr. Pistol Popper, Flacko locked and loaded.
ㅤLife's a bitch and she pussy pop, know why? Cause I got her open (Alright).
ㅤThat pussy soaking (Uh), fuck is you promoting? (Uh)
ㅤYeah, you claim you rage, you hating like you live in Oakland.
ㅤAll my rap town n_____ with the roof back.
ㅤIntroduce you n_____ to the new swag.
ㅤMake you say a n____ blew up too fast.
ㅤFuck I'm 'sposed to do with all this new ass?
ㅤFuck I'm 'sposed to do with all this new cash?
ㅤThousand dollar drawers just to hold my balls.
ㅤAll I ever do is let my jewels sag.
ㅤ'Pac gone, but the "Juice" back.
ㅤGet your popcorn, juice, snacks.
ㅤIt's a movie, n____, with a new cast.
ㅤGet the news flash, that the truth back.
ㅤThis is boom bap, mixed with new raps.
ㅤLook at all the n_____ that I blew past.
ㅤHood by Air, to the do-rag.
ㅤN____ make way for the new jacks.

ㅤ[Interlude: A$AP Rocky]
ㅤYeah, uh.
ㅤYeah, uh, uh.
ㅤYeah, yeah.
ㅤUh.
ㅤUh, uh.

ㅤ[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
ㅤIt's Mr. Pistol Popper screaming, "Fuck a copper." (Fuck a copper)
ㅤI just bought a crispy choppa, finna fuck your block up, blocker (Yeah).
ㅤEven cracked the pavement, that's for n_____ hating (Yeah).
ㅤI been impatiently waiting to show you n_____ Satan (Yeah).
ㅤAll this talk of Illuminati ain't got a clue about me (Uh).
ㅤBitch, I'm Trillmaluminati and got my crew behind me (Alright).
ㅤShooters 'round me (Yeah), keep them looters 'round me (Yeah).
ㅤKeep a tool around me (Uh), it'll keep you fools from 'round me (Uh).
ㅤCouple of them dudes surround me.
ㅤWith a gat, with a strap in a backpack.
ㅤWhen they cap cap, leave you flat, better back back.
ㅤOn a fast track, ratatat, n____ that's that.
ㅤN____ pass that, finna ash, where the hash at.
ㅤGot a Kat Stacks with a ass, finna smash that.
ㅤMake 'em catch that, A$AP, then I pass that.
ㅤOff to my n_____ then she ask, "Where the cash at?"
ㅤI see dead people (Uh), I need dead people (Uh).
ㅤLord Pretty Flacko, bitch, I behead people (Uh).
ㅤKneel and kiss the ring (Yeah), all hail the King (Yeah).
ㅤLong Live A$AP, put that on everything (Uh)

ㅤ[Outro: A$AP Rocky, & Haim]
ㅤAlright, motherfucker, uh, yeah, yeah.
ㅤYeah.
ㅤAlright, A$AP, yeah.
ㅤAll you need is love.
ㅤAll you need is love.
ㅤAll you need is love.
ㅤAll you need is love.
ㅤAll you need is love.

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ㅤ05 - Hell [feat. Santigold]
ㅤHell
ㅤ3:51

ㅤ[Intro: ASAP Rocky]
ㅤUh, uh.

ㅤ[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
ㅤWe use to wear rugged boots, now it's all tailored suits.
ㅤAudemars Piguets for my criminal recruits.
ㅤChampagne flutes, bumping rhythm and the blues.
ㅤMy partner made bad moves, he might end up in the news.
ㅤOr end up in the tombs or living in the boondocks.
ㅤRiding by the rules, I'll abide by it soon.
ㅤSee the situation we sophisticated goons.
ㅤI know you live by the gun, then you die by it too.
ㅤN_____ call me prophecy, swagging in philosophies.
ㅤWhite on white wagon, call that motherfucker Socrates.
ㅤRat ass n_____, fighting for a block of cheese.
ㅤCatch me out in China stunting, yeah, I'm about my guapanese.
ㅤMy shoe game serious, so serious, Wapanese.
ㅤN_____ say I'm blessed, my bad I forgot to sneeze (Achoo).
ㅤThere your reasons go, bitch.
ㅤI got some tissues for your issues, tell 'em blow this.
ㅤBitch!

ㅤ[Chorus: Santigold]
ㅤMake my money, walk straight ahead now.
ㅤThey counting every day down, waiting on me long.
ㅤYou know your way? Where you heading now?
ㅤMe, I want everything (Bitch!), it won't take me long.
ㅤMake my money, walk straight ahead now.
ㅤThey counting every day down, waiting on me long.
ㅤYou know your way? Where you heading now?
ㅤMe, I want everything (Bitch!), it won't take me long.

ㅤ[Verse 2: ASAP Rocky, & Santigold]
ㅤRoger, Roger, tell 'em roger that. (It will hit you on the head)
ㅤIt's the gold teeth, French braids, call me Project Pat. (You don't even gotta hate me now, babe)
ㅤWith the stocking cap, Jason mask on, probably strapped. (Just as sheeps get led, oh)
ㅤIt's the Rocky cat, turn my swag on, holla back. (You could see where I'm going, oh)
ㅤThrow a dollar at a bidd-itch, tell 'er suck my di-dick.
ㅤ'Cause they hating on my clid-dick.
ㅤ'Cause we made it when we did it, hate it 'cause they didn't.
ㅤMy mama always told me keep your mind on your money.
ㅤBoy, you better pay attention.
ㅤRide with the pretty n____, hoopty, no chauffeur.
ㅤPaint looking like a dripping smoothy, no coaster.
ㅤThe game's full of posers, big dog bulldozer.
ㅤPop up on 'em like toasters, wake 'em up like Folgers.
ㅤ'Cause Heaven need a villain like Hell need a newer idol.
ㅤYou could bet the crib and car, just renew the title.
ㅤFor now I'm po-pimping like them Do or Die dudes.
ㅤSmoking killer, but my doors still suicidal.

ㅤ[Bridge: Santigold]
ㅤIt will hit you on the head.
ㅤYou don't even gotta hate me now, babe.
ㅤJust as sheeps get led, oh.
ㅤYou could see where I'm going, oh.
ㅤHow you gonna feel now? You know what they say.
ㅤReally you know that we don't come how we get down.
ㅤEveryone say, "Rocky ahead."
ㅤThey rolling, do what he said, no they can't get it wrong.

ㅤ[Chorus: Santigold]
ㅤMake my money, walk straight ahead now.
ㅤThey counting every day down, waiting on me long.
ㅤYou know your way? Where you heading now?
ㅤMe I want everything (Bitch!), it won't take me long.
ㅤMake my money, walk straight ahead now.
ㅤThey counting every day down, waiting on me long.
ㅤYou know your way? Where you heading now?
ㅤMe I want everything (Bitch!), it won't take me long.

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ㅤ06 - Pain [feat. OverDoz.]
ㅤPain
ㅤ3:53

ㅤ[Intro: A$AP Rocky]
ㅤUh, pain.
ㅤUh, pain.
ㅤUh, pain.
ㅤUh.

ㅤ[Refrain: A$AP Rocky]
ㅤSo big you are, shining like the star.
ㅤWith your head in the clouds till somebody shoot you down.
ㅤHands on the ground, back against the wall.
ㅤTell me who you call, when no one else around.

ㅤ[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
ㅤIt was a lights, camera, action, light, lights, camera, action.
ㅤLights, camera, action, lights, camera, action (You love, you love it).
ㅤLights, camera, action, light, lights, camera, action.
ㅤLights, camera, action, lights, camera, action (You love, you love it).
ㅤLights, camera, action, light, lights, camera, action.
ㅤLights, camera, action, lights, camera, action (You love, you love it).
ㅤLights, camera, action, lights, camera, action.
ㅤLights, camera, action, lights, camera, action (You love, you love it).

ㅤ[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
ㅤThe future will be televised, haters getting genocide.
ㅤ23 and 43, I'm talking my Margiela size.
ㅤMy n_____ is hella fly, you over accessorize.
ㅤDead alive, it's in my repertoire, forever ever high.
ㅤI never lie, never tell a lie, I would testify.
ㅤSet aside dreams, I'm a king ask Coretta Scott.
ㅤCute faced, fat ass, and a nice set of thighs.
ㅤRihanna weave, I need a umbrella, ella, ella, ah.

ㅤ[Verse 2: Kent Jamz]
ㅤEverybody knows me, shit, still ain't got no cash.
ㅤBitch, hit that flash quick, post my bad habits.
ㅤFuck you and your Instagram, match a gram, Mando.
ㅤRoyal blue Foams, getting head in the red Lambo.
ㅤMedia take me out, TMZ all in the V.I.P.
ㅤBitch I'm hard and my Loop Concrete.
ㅤToo much Bossip if you ask me.
ㅤAlmost fucked fame, but she came with money.
ㅤI got two bad bitches, haters wanna take 'em from me.

ㅤ[Verse 3: Tube]
ㅤTryna get on in this industry, acting like you're… (Ruthy)
ㅤBreaking down cocaine with the EBT (Oh yeah).
ㅤThese male groupies doing it.
ㅤHowever, whatever they seeing on the box.
ㅤEverybody spit, everybody hot.
ㅤEverybody's an artist (Everybody not).
ㅤS-O L-O-S-T, n_____ talking dollars, getting change.
ㅤIn a minute, I'ma lose my cool, Sprewell one year before '98.
ㅤLike fuck coach, I'm cutthroat, so what goes.
ㅤDo you have for the year they say might be the end?
ㅤBetter look within.

ㅤ[Verse 4: A$AP Rocky]
ㅤUh, glitz and the glamours, we pose for the cameras.
ㅤGhetto n_____ with me, they pose with the hammers.
ㅤGhetto goals with me, pink toes in the sandals.
ㅤNo dirty laundry, get your nose out my hamper.
ㅤClothes in my hamper, that Bathing Ape camouflage.
ㅤBrands from Japan, you would think I was a samurai.
ㅤDrop-crotch Jeremy Scott pants, bitch it's Hammer time.
ㅤGetting dirty money, but I keep my hand sanitized.
ㅤLi-life is what you need, won't you take a Z? Feel the breeze.
ㅤSmoke the Sour Diese', hit that shit and please, act at ease.
ㅤWhat you wanna be? Like "The Black Eyed Peas", all these steeze.
ㅤS-T-A-R-S, Hollywood, won't you rest in peace?

ㅤ

ㅤ07 - Fuckin' Problems [feat. Drake, 2 Chainz, & Kendrick Lamar]
ㅤFuckin' Problems
ㅤ[Single as a lead artist]
ㅤ3:53

ㅤ[Chorus: 2 Chainz, Drake, & A$AP Rocky]
ㅤI love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem (Problem).
ㅤAnd yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fucking problem (Problem).
ㅤI love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem (Problem).
ㅤAnd yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fucking problem (Problem).
ㅤI love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem (Problem).
ㅤAnd yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fucking problem (Problem).
ㅤIf finding somebody real is your fucking problem… (Yeah)
ㅤBring your girls to the crib, maybe we can solve it, ay.

ㅤ[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
ㅤHold up, bitches simmer down (Uh).
ㅤTaking hella long, bitch, give it to me now (Uh).
ㅤMake that thing pop like a semi or a 9.
ㅤOoh, baby like it raw with the shimmy shimmy ya, huh?
ㅤA$AP (Yeah), get like me (Uh).
ㅤNever met a motherfucker fresh like me (Yeah).
ㅤAll these motherfuckers wanna dress like me (Uh).
ㅤBut the chrome to your dome make you sweat like Keith.
ㅤ'Cause I'm the n____, the n____, n____, like how you figure? (Yeah)
ㅤGetting figures and fucking bitches, she rolling Swishers.
ㅤBrought her bitches, I brought my n_____ (Uh).
ㅤThey getting bent up off the liquor (Uh).
ㅤShe love my licorice, I let her lick it (Alright).
ㅤThey say money make a n____ act n____rish (Uh).
ㅤBut least a n____, n____ rich.
ㅤI be fucking broads like I be fucking bored.
ㅤTurn a d___ bitch out, have her fucking boys, beast.

ㅤ[Chorus: 2 Chainz, & Drake]
ㅤI love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem (Problem).
ㅤAnd yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fucking problem (Problem).
ㅤI love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem (Problem).
ㅤAnd yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fucking problem (Problem).
ㅤI love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem (Problem).
ㅤAnd yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fucking problem (Problem).
ㅤIf finding somebody real is your fucking problem…
ㅤBring your girls to the crib, maybe we can solve it, ay.

ㅤ[Verse 2: Drake]
ㅤOoh, I know you love it when this beat is on.
ㅤMake you think about all of the n_____ you been leading on.
ㅤMake me think about all of the rappers I've been feeding on.
ㅤGot a feeling that's the same dudes that we speaking on, oh word?
ㅤAin't heard my album? Who you sleeping on?
ㅤYou should print the lyrics out and have a fucking read-along.
ㅤAin't a fucking sing-along 'less you brought the weed along.
ㅤThen ju-, okay, I got it.
ㅤThen just drop down and get your eagle on.
ㅤOr we can stare up at the stars and put the Beatles on.
ㅤAll that shit you talking 'bout is not up for discussion.
ㅤI will pay to make it bigger, I don't pay for no reduction.
ㅤIf it's coming from a n____ I don't know, then I don't trust it.
ㅤIf you coming for my head, then motherfucker get to busting.
ㅤYes, Lord, I don't really say this often.
ㅤBut this long-dick n____ ain't for the long talking, I'm beast.

ㅤ[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
ㅤUh, yeah, ho, this the finale.
ㅤMy pep talk turn into a pep rally.
ㅤSay she from the hood, but she live inside in the valley now.
ㅤVacayed in Atlanta, then she going back to Cali (Mm).
ㅤGot your girl on my line, world on my line.
ㅤThe irony, I fuck 'em at the same damn time.
ㅤShe eyeing me like a n____ don't exist.
ㅤGirl, I know you want this dick.
ㅤGirl, I'm Kendrick Lamar (Mm).
ㅤA.K.A. Benz is to me just a car (Mm).
ㅤThat mean your friends-es need be up to par.
ㅤSee, my standards are pampered by threesomes tomorrow (Mm).
ㅤKill 'em all, dead bodies in the hallway.
ㅤDon't get involved, listen what the crystal ball say.
ㅤHalle Berry, hallelujah.
ㅤHoller back, I'll do ya, beast.

ㅤ[Chorus: 2 Chainz, & Drake]
ㅤI love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem (Problem).
ㅤAnd yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fucking problem (Problem).
ㅤI love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem (Problem).
ㅤAnd yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fucking problem (Problem).
ㅤI love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem. (Problem)
ㅤAnd yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fucking problem. (Problem)
ㅤIf finding somebody real is your fucking problem…
ㅤBring your girls to the crib, maybe we can solve it, ay.

ㅤ

ㅤ08 - Wild for the Night [feat. Skrillex, & Birdy Nam Nam]
ㅤWild for the Night
ㅤ[Single as a lead artist]
ㅤ3:29

ㅤ[Verse 1]
ㅤUh, waking up feeling blessed up, pistol on that dresser.
ㅤAin't afraid to show it, I’ll expose it if I dress up.
ㅤRiding in that Testa…rossa, n____ catch up.
ㅤSipping on that syrup till I’m messed up, like yes, sir.
ㅤSo now I’m getting change, people looking at me strange.
ㅤLike n____ switching lanes, never changed, still the same.
ㅤWe fuck bitches, get paper, you fuck n_____ on papers.
ㅤWe walk around with lasers, you probably own some tasers.
ㅤLame n_____ disgrace us, they girlfriends want date us.
ㅤGot different hoes, I’m pimping hoes, you could tell by my paystubs.
ㅤMy n_____ getting right, smoking weed with dirty Sprite.
ㅤI'm going wild for the night, fuck being polite, I'm going…

ㅤ[Verse 2]
ㅤFinna wild out for the weekend, me, myself, and I - my three friends.
ㅤN____ feeling froggy, then leap in, A$AP n_____ finna sneak in.
ㅤMiddle finger to the critics, me and my n____ Skrillex.
ㅤYou know we finna kill it, A$AP, we the trillest.
ㅤYou don’t really want that Glock, boy.
ㅤYou don’t really wanna feel them shots, boy.
ㅤYou a B-boy, I’m a block boy, I’m a D-boy, I’m a hot boy.
ㅤSix shots got me feeling like 'Pac, boy.
ㅤParty all night, shit don’t stop, boy.
ㅤDrunk as fuck and I’m ready to fight.
ㅤWilding for the night, fuck being polite, boy.

ㅤ[Chorus]
ㅤWild for the night, fuck being polite, I'm going…
ㅤWild for the night, fuck being polite, I'm going…
ㅤI'm going wild for the night, fuck being polite, I'm going…
ㅤWild for the night, fuck being polite, I'm going…

ㅤ[Verse 3]
ㅤIt’s the weekend and I’m creeping with my n_____.
ㅤDrunk and disrespectful, calling women bitches.
ㅤI don’t mean no harm, but won’t you and your friends-es…
ㅤMeet us in the cut and we give you the business?
ㅤGod my witness that I only wanna kick it.
ㅤAnd your girl just said they with it, so we rolling in them Benzes.
ㅤWon’t you pour it up and stop the babysitting?
ㅤShe got drunk as fuck and swallowed all my kids-es.

ㅤ[Verse 4]
ㅤBack to the Mac, tats on her back.
ㅤAss so fat, hit that from the back.
ㅤWhen it clap from the back, she clapping it back.
ㅤShe flat on her back and it’s back to the trap.
ㅤFuck your pack, A$AP where it’s at.
ㅤFuck n____ act, get clap lay flat.
ㅤFuck your dreams, leave a punk n____ dreaming.
ㅤThen you sleep, and you won’t come back from the nap.
ㅤBenjamin 3 stack, it’s a fact, she lives in my lap.
ㅤOn my Ou-Outkast, daddy fat, bitches on my sack.
ㅤAnd you know them smoking bitches rolling reefer got me open.
ㅤWilding till the morning with my homies, tell 'em where we going.

ㅤ[Outro]
ㅤI'm going wild for the night.

ㅤ

ㅤ09 - 1Train [feat. Kendrick Lamar, Joey Bada$, Yelawolf, Danny Brown, Action Bronson, & Big K.R.I.T.]
ㅤ1Train
ㅤ6:12

ㅤ[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
ㅤUh, feeling like a vigilante or a missionary.
ㅤTell my A$AP killers, get they pistols ready.
ㅤSend 'em to the cemetery with obituaries.
ㅤDon't be scared, n____, is you ready?
ㅤI've been thinking 'bout all the O's in my bank account (What?).
ㅤX the hoes in my bed is 'round the same amount (What?).
ㅤEver since this new star fame came about.
ㅤOr ever since me and Drizzy started hanging out, huh.
ㅤYoung boy, let his gun bang, let his nuts hang.
ㅤTransition to a Lamborghini from a Mustang.
ㅤDrugs slang in the drug game with the hustling.
ㅤ(I know one thing) Anything is better than that 1 Train.
ㅤBag made of Goyard, cheffing like I'm Boyar-
ㅤDee, probably selling D in your local courtyard.
ㅤBraids like I'm O-Dog, my la familia go hard.
ㅤDown to my inlaws, they outlaws with no laws.

ㅤ[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
ㅤWe outlawed then I bogart, any pros that got 'proached at.
ㅤWith a toe-tag, get broke off in the projects with a skateboard.
ㅤI roll past and I blaze y'all like, "Doo, doo," I hate y'all.
ㅤWhen the beef cooked, I ate y'all like, "Mmm, mmm!"
ㅤLet's play ball in a ballpark with all sharks and a blindfold.
ㅤI rhyme cold, my K hot, your 9 cold, that bark like K9s on.
ㅤThat banana clip, straight from the rip.
ㅤI'll make that shirt say R.I.P., I'm on some shit.
ㅤIf I'm not the hottest, then Hell must have froze over.
ㅤYou thought it was safe then forgot what the code was.
ㅤI carry traits of a traumatized soldier.
ㅤDon't look in my face, I might snap, I might choke ya.
ㅤSpine right out of place, give me dap like you 'posed to.
ㅤDarts at your posters, dark nights like this.
ㅤI metamorph like I'm 'posed to, I might slice my wrist.
ㅤOr pretend like a vulture and drop off this cliff.

ㅤ[Verse 3: Joey Bada$]
ㅤBarely even conscious, talking to my conscience.
ㅤGetting deeper in these flows like conches.
ㅤI'm on my convict, don't drop bars, I drop prisons.
ㅤDon't sell rocks, seen the spectrum through the prisms.
ㅤSomehow bypassed the bias and the -isms.
ㅤThe violence and the killing, so given.
ㅤThey seen my pigment and thought that was the ign'ance.
ㅤUnfortunately, I am not that type of n_____.
ㅤBut pass the pot, let me skillet.
ㅤJust got back to the block from a 6 o'clock with J____.
ㅤAnd I'm thinking 'bout signing to the Roc.
ㅤBut my n_____ on the block still assigned to the rocks.
ㅤAnd I swear it hurt me soul.
ㅤI try to prevail but when I preach I only hurt their sales.
ㅤLike you're only gon' end up either dead or in jail.
ㅤBut you my n____, wish you the best for real.

ㅤ[Verse 4: Yelawolf]
ㅤWhen you mention my name amongst other white rappers.
ㅤOr for that matter any fucking rapper, fuck it.
ㅤPainter, skater, musician, trailer park, dirt-ditch-digging.
ㅤBurger-flipping, eat, sleep, shitting human being, you would be in.
ㅤTrouble to body-double or couple me to these others.
ㅤ'Cause comparatively speaking, my reach is beyond the bubble.
ㅤThat they put me in, my vision's beyond the Hubble's.
ㅤI huddle with Nubians, new beginning again.
ㅤYou in school at 10, late, Radioactive's going gold.
ㅤAnd so? Great! Do I give a flying duck…
ㅤIf I'm applying love to my rhyming plus aligning us?
ㅤAlabama's climbing up—wait! No, I don't give a…
ㅤFlying duck nothing but a buckshot; ch-pow!
ㅤMotherfuck your life, pussy blood-clot.
ㅤAin't never been no rapper this cold since 2Pac was froze.
ㅤAnd thawed out for a spot date at a Coachella show—Yelawolf.

ㅤ[Verse 5: Danny Brown]
ㅤWeed a different color like a hoodrat bra and panties.
ㅤAnd my flow be overhead like pots and pans in pantries.
ㅤAntsy 'cause I'm high like Michael Jackson, penny loafers.
ㅤMoonwalking on the sun, barefoot, with shades on.
ㅤBitch pussy smell like a penguin.
ㅤWouldn't hit that shit with my worst enemy's penis.
ㅤBitch, when I say this, I mean this.
ㅤHo, I'm the meanest.
ㅤDick so big, it's like from Earth to Venus.
ㅤThat molly got me nauseous, aw, shit, no off switch.
ㅤLawless, obnoxious, on that "suck my cock" shit.
ㅤThat is my synopsis, ostrich's posh shit.
ㅤHoes on some goth shit, stop it! You not this!
ㅤNovice, regardless, heartless and awkward.
ㅤCrying tears of vodka, prima donna at the concert.
ㅤAdonis smoking chronic, 'bout to vomit gin and tonic.
ㅤJust being honest, tell me, isn't that ironic?

ㅤ[Verse 6: Action Bronson]
ㅤSwiftly, I shift the Bimmer 860.
ㅤA heavy smoker, so you know I brought the Blake with me.
ㅤThe moon's reflection off the lake hit me.
ㅤYou should have stayed with me.
ㅤNow many Asian bitches lay with me.
ㅤThe face is silky like a tablecloth.
ㅤMy shorty gallop in the morning on the beach like a Chilean horse.
ㅤRed roses dropped from boxes very often.
ㅤConfetti torching, drinking Henny like I'm Kenny Lofton.
ㅤOutstanding, I fixed the game between Georgia Southern and Grambling.
ㅤYou see us scrambling, selling Susan Sarandon.
ㅤThe cloud of smoke like the phantom.
ㅤDamn, this shit tastes like fantastic, uh.
ㅤYou see me coming through in each state.
ㅤJust so the lord could put the fork inside the cheesecake.
ㅤCuffed to my wrist, I've got the briefcase.
ㅤThe gavel slam, I'm a free man, try not to eat ham.

ㅤ[Verse 7: Big K.R.I.T.]
ㅤBig K.R.I.T., shawty.
ㅤSpit like my last breath: casket rap, six deep.
ㅤEyes closed, the black is back, out come the 'lac with flats.
ㅤAfter that, bottles I can't pronounce, like, "How you ask for that?"
ㅤWhy you ask for crack and all you had was scratch?
ㅤAll I had was rap, when all they had was wack.
ㅤAll I wanted was love and all they had was dap.
ㅤFuck them haters and fuck them hoes, a championship win is.
ㅤThe aftermath, ask LeBron, open palm, slap a bitch.
ㅤWalk the plank or break a bank, I've been in the business of sinking ships.
ㅤChoking n_____ out with the anchors that they anchor with.
ㅤResuscitations cost the label, I'm taxing if you want a hit.
ㅤClear, fuck your career, bitch, I was born here.
ㅤBeen a killer, '86er n____, that's my born year.
ㅤGet the fuck from 'round here, that's just my country ways.
ㅤSucking on your momma's titty, bitching while I was chopping blade.
ㅤGripping grain, fucking hoes, candy paint like Everglades.
ㅤMiss me with that rapper chatter, take that shit up with my bass.
ㅤI put that on my soul, how could you ever doubt me?
ㅤMost rappers hoping the world end so they won't have to drop another album.
ㅤB.B. King saw the king in me, so why can't you?
ㅤIn order to come up close, you'll have to dig up Cash and Elvis, too.
ㅤ(That wasn't no sample, n____!)
ㅤMuddy water flow, Dixie rebel past.
ㅤFuck your Louis flag, popping benji tags on your wifey's ass (On your wifey's ass).
ㅤThat's out of line, but in living color?
ㅤI'm more like Miya Bailey on you rap motherfuckers: a true artist.

ㅤ

ㅤ10 - Fashion Killa
ㅤFashion Killa
ㅤ[Single as a lead artist]
ㅤ3:56

ㅤ[Chorus]
ㅤHer pistol go…
ㅤ(Doot-doot-doot, bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop)
ㅤHer pistol go…
ㅤ(Doot-doot-doot, bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop)
ㅤI said her pistol go…
ㅤ(Doot-doot-doot, bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop)
ㅤ'Cause she a fashion killer, and I'm a trendy n____.
ㅤI said her pistol go…
ㅤ(Doot-doot-doot, bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop)
ㅤHer pistol go…
ㅤ(Doot-doot-doot, bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop)
ㅤI said her pistol go…
ㅤ(Doot-doot-doot, bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop)
ㅤ'Cause she a fashion killer, and I'm a jiggy n____.
ㅤUh, I said…

ㅤ[Verse 1]
ㅤRocking (Uh), rolling (Uh), swagging to the max (Woo).
ㅤMy bitch a fashion killer, she be busy popping tags (Alright).
ㅤShe got a lot of Prada (Uh), that Dolce and Gabbana (Uh).
ㅤI can't forget Escada (Uh) and that Balenciaga (Yeah).
ㅤI'm sipping purple syrup (Yeah), come be my Aunt Jemima (Right).
ㅤAnd if you is a rider, we'll go shopping like mañana (Right).
ㅤHer attitude Rihanna (Uh), she get it from her mama (Yeah).
ㅤShe jiggy like Madonna, but she trippy like Nirvana (Woo).
ㅤ'Cause everything designer (Yeah), her jeans is Helmut Lang (Uh).
ㅤShoes is Alexander Wang and her shirt the newest Donna Karan (Yeah).
ㅤWearing all the Cartier frames.
ㅤJean Paul Gaultiers 'cause they match with her persona.

ㅤ[Verse 2]
ㅤI said I see your Jil Sanders (Uh), Oliver Peoples (Yeah).
ㅤCostume National, your Ann Demeulemeester (Alright).
ㅤSee Visvim be the sneaker (Uh), Lanvin or Balmain (Uh)
ㅤGoyard by the trunk (Uh), her Isabel Marant (Alright).
ㅤI love your Linda Farrow, I adore your Dior (Uh)
ㅤYour Damir Doma (Uh), Vena Cava from the store (Uh).
ㅤI crush down with that top down (Yeah).
ㅤBossy see how I ride 'round (Yeah).
ㅤMami in that Tom Ford, Papi in that Thom Browne (Uh).
ㅤRick Owens, Raf Simons, boy, she got it by the stock (Uh).
ㅤShe ball until she fall, that means she shop until she drop (Uh).
ㅤAnd Versace, got a lot (Uh), but she may never wear it.
ㅤBut she save it so our babies will be flyer than their parents and…

ㅤ[Bridge]
ㅤScoop back tees (Uh), breeze in coupe (Uh).
ㅤSmiling is your treasure, you're so well put together (Yeah, alright).
ㅤBags and links (Uh), jeans and shoes (Yeah).
ㅤSpikes and patent leathers, different fabrics mixed together.
ㅤBaby, you and me (Uh), me and you (Yeah).
ㅤGo away together, we could get away forever (Yeah).
ㅤAll emotions clashing, thrashing, someone turn the light out.
ㅤI met my baby expressed my passion on my fashion night out.

ㅤ

ㅤ11 - Phoenix
ㅤPhoenix
ㅤ3:53

ㅤ[Verse 1]
ㅤBloody ink on my pad spelled suicide.
ㅤMichael Jackson even passed 'cause you scrutinized.
ㅤFuck Illuminati lies, say I'm lucified.
ㅤBaptized in the gutter, motherfucker, you decide.
ㅤ'Cause the ride come with doors that be suicide.
ㅤOr the thighs on my whores, they be super-sized.
ㅤGood and bad having wars, n____, choose a side.
ㅤNow all hail to the Lord like you do to God.
ㅤWho am I? Lord Flacko.
ㅤPainting vivid pictures, call me Basquiat, Picasso.
ㅤCapo Head Hancho, now my following's colossal.
ㅤAin't no boxer, Pacquiao, but got the chopper todo caso.
ㅤIt's like you heard God spoke, I seen the ghetto gospel.
ㅤThe choir like my reefer and the preacher got my eyes low.
ㅤSister Mary Jane to make me sleep from singing high notes.
ㅤThe bible or the rifle, good night, folks.

ㅤ[Verse 2]
ㅤBloody ink on my pen spelled suicide.
ㅤKurt Cobain even died 'cause you scrutinize.
ㅤIt's a fine line between truth and lies.
ㅤJesus Christ never lied, still was crucified.
ㅤThat's why I never judge another n____.
ㅤLife's a bitch, but that bitch in love with other n_____.
ㅤ3 to a bed, sheets, no covers, n____.
ㅤDirty kitchen, no supper in the cupboards, n____.
ㅤSucker n_____, wassup with n_____?
ㅤSo my new attitude is like, "Fuck them n_____!"
ㅤI grew up with n_____, but don't fuck with n_____.
ㅤI don't trust them n_____, ain't got no love for n_____.
ㅤHad the gold grills shining like them southern n_____.
ㅤKept it trilla, now the whole world fucking with us.
ㅤMeanwhile, you treated all of us like other n_____.
ㅤNow your world is in my palm, take cover, n_____.

ㅤ[Bridge]
ㅤIf I shall ever fall, Lord, pick me up.
ㅤEver since a baby, two deuce in sippy cups.
ㅤEver since them diapers and my zip-me-ups.
ㅤNow I'm walking on my own, y'all, wish me luck.

ㅤ[Outro]
ㅤWhere do we lie?
ㅤTell me where do we stand.
ㅤWhere do we go?
ㅤIt's all part of the plan.
ㅤWhere do we lie?
ㅤTell me where do we stand.
ㅤWhere do we go?
ㅤIt's all part of the plan.

ㅤ

ㅤ12 - Suddenly
ㅤSuddenly
ㅤ4:30

ㅤ[Verse 1]
ㅤI swear this famous shit just happened overnight.
ㅤFor sure these hoes was so uptight, but now they so polite.
ㅤAll I see is fake love, smiles, and overbites.
ㅤBut I'm pimping, n____: Dolemite.
ㅤI remember when, I was like 10, maybe 9.
ㅤRicky had a deuce-deuce, two shotty pumps with a baby nine.
ㅤBusta had the rhymes, Puffy had the Shyne.
ㅤBone Thugs had Mo Thugs, but that was the shit, that made me rhyme.
ㅤWhat's up, what's on your mind? Hold up, I'm feeling fine.
ㅤLocs got me blind, thugging like I'm Eazy-E up in his prime.
ㅤAnother young n____ with a attitude.
ㅤI guess that's why the crackers kept me after school.
ㅤRoaches on the wall, roaches on the dresser.
ㅤEverybody had roaches but our roaches ain't respect us.
ㅤOn the park bench playing checkers, sipping nectar.
ㅤGirbaud jeans with hologram straps and reflectors.
ㅤWe had cookouts and dirt bikes and dice games and fistfights.
ㅤAnd fish fries and shootouts like one Sig with two rounds.
ㅤAnd one click left two down, that's four kids, but one lived.
ㅤLeft three dead, but one split, that one miss, that one snitched.
ㅤThat's everyday shit, shit we used to that.
ㅤAdd it up, do the math with your stupid ass.
ㅤDon't view me as no conscious cat, this ain't no conscious rap.
ㅤFuck the conscious crap, my mac'll push your conscience back.
ㅤI do this for my culture, penny, nickels in the sofa.
ㅤMommy watching Oprah, Daddy in the kitchen whipping soda.
ㅤCook-connect named Sosa, Spanish chick Viola hit it in the chocha.
ㅤWith the Testarossa, hit Daytona, fuck the law, we soldiers.
ㅤI'm 'bout it, 'bout it, n____, ain't shit sweet about me.
ㅤThe baddest bitches on the block be even speaking 'bout me.
ㅤI'm so thuggish ruggish bringing ruckus, knucking if you bucking.
ㅤYoung and thugging, bugging showing out in public, but you love it.

ㅤ[Bridge]
ㅤI only got one vision, that's for kids in every color, religion.
ㅤThat listen, we gotta beat the system, stay the fuck out the prisons.
ㅤThey try to blind our vision, but we all God children, we siblings.
ㅤYou my brother, you my kin, fuck the color of your skin.

ㅤ[Verse 2]
ㅤBack once again.
ㅤChilling in the back of the 'Lac with a pass or the gin.
ㅤFinna ask can I pass to her friend.
ㅤThen a n____ smash, I'll be damned if I ask her again.
ㅤGold slabs on the 'Lac when I spin.
ㅤThen it's back to the back of the Benz.
ㅤLean back in the back with the Henn and a crap.
ㅤWhen I tap that that, then attack, never tax, never that that.
ㅤMax on the ends, spend ends, I remember way back when…
ㅤA motherfucker used to have to borrow cash from my friends.
ㅤFriends, just to put a snack up in the fridge.
ㅤWhen I'm on, I swear to God to pay you back.
ㅤNow the kids all look up to me.
ㅤThem bitches wanna fuck with me.
ㅤMy idols say what's up to me.
ㅤFrom ugly to comfortably, suddenly.

ㅤ[Outro]
ㅤIt all changed, man, it was just like yesterday.
ㅤTimes was so ugly and now I'm comfortable.
ㅤI just only can thank God, suddenly.
ㅤEverything changed before my eyes by my surprise.
ㅤA$AP.

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ㅤChildish Gambino - I. Crawl

ㅤSingle

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ㅤChildish Gambino - This Is America

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ㅤA$AP Rocky - Wild for the Night [feat. Skrillex, & Birdy Nam Nam]

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ㅤThe Weeknd - King Of The Fall

ㅤEXPLICIT

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ㅤI choose me, I'm sorry.

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ㅤDirected. (Won't say to who, though. It's not anyone following me, or anyone I'm following.)

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ㅤAll songs below were made and are owned by Abel M. Tesfaye (The Weeknd). All music he's made belongs to him rightfully.

ㅤWARNING: The songs in this compilation contain explicit lyrics that are not meant for younger audiences. For your own discretion, I'd advise that you're 13 years old minimum to listen.ㅤㅤLONG.LIVE.A$APㅤㅤ01 - Long Live A$APㅤLong Live A$APㅤ[Promotional single]ㅤ4:49

ㅤ02 - GoldieㅤGoldieㅤ[Single as a lead artist]ㅤ3:12

ㅤ03 - PMW (All I Really Need) [feat. ScHoolboy Q]ㅤPMW (All I Really Need)ㅤ3:54

ㅤ04 - LVLㅤLVLㅤ3:40

ㅤ05 - Hell [feat. Santigold]ㅤHellㅤ3:51

ㅤ06 - Pain [feat. OverDoz.]ㅤPainㅤ3:53

ㅤ07 - Fuckin' Problems [feat. Drake, 2 Chainz, & Kendrick Lamar]ㅤFuckin' Problemsㅤ[Single as a lead artist]ㅤ3:53

ㅤ08 - Wild for the Night [feat. Skrillex, & Birdy Nam Nam]ㅤWild for the Nightㅤ[Single as a lead artist]ㅤ3:29

ㅤ09 - 1Train [feat. Kendrick Lamar, Joey Bada$, Yelawolf, Danny Brown, Action Bronson, & Big K.R.I.T.]ㅤ1Trainㅤ6:12

ㅤ10 - Fashion KillaㅤFashion Killaㅤ[Single as a lead artist]ㅤ3:56

ㅤ11 - PhoenixㅤPhoenixㅤ3:53

ㅤ12 - SuddenlyㅤSuddenlyㅤ4:30

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ㅤWARNING: The songs in this compilation contain explicit lyrics that are not meant for younger audiences. For your own discretion, I'd advise that you're 13 years old minimum to listen.
ㅤ
ㅤLONG.LIVE.A$AP
ㅤ
ㅤ01 - Long Live A$AP
ㅤLong Live A$AP
ㅤ[Promotional single]
ㅤ4:49

ㅤ02 - Goldie
ㅤGoldie
ㅤ[Single as a lead artist]
ㅤ3:12

ㅤ03 - PMW (All I Really Need) [feat. ScHoolboy Q]
ㅤPMW (All I Really Need)
ㅤ3:54

ㅤ04 - LVL
ㅤLVL
ㅤ3:40

ㅤ05 - Hell [feat. Santigold]
ㅤHell
ㅤ3:51

ㅤ06 - Pain [feat. OverDoz.]
ㅤPain
ㅤ3:53

ㅤ07 - Fuckin' Problems [feat. Drake, 2 Chainz, & Kendrick Lamar]
ㅤFuckin' Problems
ㅤ[Single as a lead artist]
ㅤ3:53

ㅤ08 - Wild for the Night [feat. Skrillex, & Birdy Nam Nam]
ㅤWild for the Night
ㅤ[Single as a lead artist]
ㅤ3:29

ㅤ09 - 1Train [feat. Kendrick Lamar, Joey Bada$, Yelawolf, Danny Brown, Action Bronson, & Big K.R.I.T.]
ㅤ1Train
ㅤ6:12

ㅤ10 - Fashion Killa
ㅤFashion Killa
ㅤ[Single as a lead artist]
ㅤ3:56

ㅤ11 - Phoenix
ㅤPhoenix
ㅤ3:53

ㅤ12 - Suddenly
ㅤSuddenly
ㅤ4:30