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

[Hook: A$AP Rocky]
Who said you can’t live forever lied
Of course, I’m living forever I’ll
Forever, I’ll live long
You can’t ever deny
My flaws, I’m living forever I’ll
Forever, I’ll LIVE

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
Riding through your city like that [bad word] mine
Or toking on that semi, rob a [bad word] blind
License plate says wipe me down, car from 1989
But a [bad word] sits so pretty call that [bad word] fine
Lost your [bad word] mind, what's on your mind niggas talking down
Never talk to cops, make him talk God when I tote that 9, he ain't talking now
Tell 'em watch your spine, I mean watch your back
Better guide your track, better not look back
Now stay in line, don't step on cracks
So you break her back I'm talking 'bout your mom
Cause there's killers in my town, making hits, sniffing lines
 [bad word] crimes, wait for [bad word] to simmer down
 [bad word] little minds, 8 and 9, finna shine
On the grind, do you dirty with that shimmy shimmy ya
Where they shoot without a purpose, services 'n hearses
Kids who ain't 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 curtains?

[Hook]

[Outro]
Pretty [bad word] rich, Flacko be the [bad word] 
And that [bad word]  know we poppin' so she boppin' on this [bad word]  [bad word]  R.I.P. to PIMP, can't forget Little Flip
And I take it out to Memphis so shout out to triple six