A$AP Rocky - Phoenix lyrics
A$AP Rocky [Rakim Athelaston Mayers] Harlem, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[A$AP Rocky - Phoenix lyrics]
Bloody ink on my pad spelled suicide
Michael Jackson even passed
Cause you scrutinized
Fuck Illuminati lies, say I'm lucified
Baptized in the gutter
Motherfucker you decide
Cause the ride come with
Doors that be suicide
Or the thighs on my whores
They be super-sized
Good and bad having wars, nigga
Choose a side
Now all hail to the Lord like you do to God
Who am I? Lord Flacko
Painting vivid pictures, call me Basquiat
Picasso
Capo Head Hancho, now my following's colossal
Ain't no boxer, Pacquiao
But got the chopper todo caso
It's like you heard God spoke
I seen the ghetto gospel
The choir like my reefer and the
Preacher got my eyes low
Sister Mary Jane to make me
Sleep from singing high notes
The bible or the rifle, goodnight folks
Bloody ink on my pen spelled suicide
Kurt Cobain even died cause you scrutinize
It's a fine line between truth and lies
Jesus Christ never lied, still was crucified
That's why I never judge another nigga
Life's a bitch
But that bitch in love with other niggas
3 to a bed, sheets, no covers nigga
Dirty kitchen
No supper in the cupboards nigga
Sucker niggas, wassup with niggas?
So my new attitude is
Like "Fuck them niggas!"
I grew up with niggas but
Don't fuck with niggas
I don't trust them niggas
Ain't got no love for niggas
Had the gold grills shining
Like them southern niggas kept it trilla
Now the whole world fuckin' with us
Meanwhile, you treated all of
Us like other niggas
Now your world is in my palm
Take cover niggas
If I shall ever fall, Lord pick me up
Ever since a baby, two deuce in sippy cups
Ever since them diapers and my zip-me-ups
Now I'm walking on my own, y'all
Wish me luck
Where do we lie tell me where do we stand
Where do we go it's all part of the plan
Where do we lie tell me where do we stand
Where do we go it's all part of the plan
Michael Jackson even passed
Cause you scrutinized
Fuck Illuminati lies, say I'm lucified
Baptized in the gutter
Motherfucker you decide
Cause the ride come with
Doors that be suicide
Or the thighs on my whores
They be super-sized
Good and bad having wars, nigga
Choose a side
Now all hail to the Lord like you do to God
Who am I? Lord Flacko
Painting vivid pictures, call me Basquiat
Picasso
Capo Head Hancho, now my following's colossal
Ain't no boxer, Pacquiao
But got the chopper todo caso
It's like you heard God spoke
I seen the ghetto gospel
The choir like my reefer and the
Preacher got my eyes low
Sister Mary Jane to make me
Sleep from singing high notes
The bible or the rifle, goodnight folks
Bloody ink on my pen spelled suicide
Kurt Cobain even died cause you scrutinize
It's a fine line between truth and lies
Jesus Christ never lied, still was crucified
That's why I never judge another nigga
Life's a bitch
But that bitch in love with other niggas
3 to a bed, sheets, no covers nigga
Dirty kitchen
No supper in the cupboards nigga
Sucker niggas, wassup with niggas?
So my new attitude is
Like "Fuck them niggas!"
I grew up with niggas but
Don't fuck with niggas
I don't trust them niggas
Ain't got no love for niggas
Had the gold grills shining
Like them southern niggas kept it trilla
Now the whole world fuckin' with us
Meanwhile, you treated all of
Us like other niggas
Now your world is in my palm
Take cover niggas
If I shall ever fall, Lord pick me up
Ever since a baby, two deuce in sippy cups
Ever since them diapers and my zip-me-ups
Now I'm walking on my own, y'all
Wish me luck
Where do we lie tell me where do we stand
Where do we go it's all part of the plan
Where do we lie tell me where do we stand
Where do we go it's all part of the plan