A$AP Ferg, Monica - Big A$AP lyrics
A$AP Ferg [Darold Durard Brown Ferguson Jr.] Manhattan, N.Y., U.S. 🇺🇸
Monica [Monica Brown/Arnold] College Park, Georgia, U.S.
[A$AP Ferg, Monica - Big A$AP lyrics]
(Coo-coo)
Came a long way feelin' on dirty bitches
(Damn) how I'm up in Dubai
Section with thirty bitches?
Pull-ups on monkey bars
Doin' crunches on dirty benches (Right)
The hood was watchin' me drown
They wasn't sturdy niggas
Shit about to get real, everyone gettin' old
(yeah) i watched niggas find they
Therapist in liquor stores
Some of my niggas got jealous
They see they man rose new Year's Eve
Hov's kitchen with the Van Goghs
(Coo-coo, damn)
Last time I seen Nipsey Hussle
Was on that evenin'
Family fly out to see me
Becausе niggas be creepin'
I off the fam like Frеdo
If them niggas weaken (Damn)
I can feel the resentment
Every time niggas' speakin'
They congratulate you
Then they let the anger sink in
Sleep one eye up
(Right) , you never see me blinkin'
Man, I just flex harder so
They see me blingin'
Bowed down to the Lord
I left you niggas breathin' (Coo-coo, yeah)
I'ma keep risin' to the the top (yeah)
And I'ma give you what I got (Uh)
I'ma keep risin' to the the top
(Risin', yeah)
And I'ma give you what I got (Uh)
I'ma keep risin' to the the top (yeah)
And I'ma make it hot (Uh)
I'ma keep risin' to the the top (Coo-coo)
And we gon' give you what we got
(Give you what I got)
I moved my mama out the hood
In fear of stray bullets (yeah)
And my accountants they jerked me
I let my mama do it (Uh)
My bank account wasn't movin'
I was just feelin' useless (yeah)
Keep risin' to the the top, well
Let me prove it (That's right)
My stepmother told my brother that
I couldn't do it (yeah)
"You wouldn't be as big as Rocky
When it come to music" (Uh)
But I didn't listen to her
I just strengthen through it (yeah)
I just took the odds against me
And I risen through it (That's right)
Take it back to them contracts
And I'm fishin' through it
Renegotiate, I'm beyond rap
Let's get into it (yeah)
First rapper face for Tiffany's, said
"Fuck the jewelers" (Coo-coo)
Songs gettin' over a billion streams
My hit's abusin' (yeah)
On the level where everything is a trap now
(yeah) the propaganda bring you up to
Bring you back down (Right)
How you go and kick a leader of A$AP out?
(yeah) i keep my foot on these niggas
Neck 'til they pass out (That's right)
Haha, breathe, niggas
I done been from hood nights to stage lights
(Woo, yeah)
Through it all, never blinded by the brights
(yeah)
These feet done marched enough streets (Uh)
On God, I'm still me
Just livin' that sweet life (That's right)
I done been from hood nights to stage lights
(Woo, yeah)
Through it all, never blinded by the brights
(yeah)
These feet done marched enough streets
(Coo-coo) on God, I'm still me
Just livin' that sweet life (yeah)
Breathe, niggas
And I'ma give you what I got (That's right)
I'ma keep risin' to the top (Damn)
And I'ma give you what I got
I'ma keep risin' to the the top
(Risin', yeah)
And I'ma give you what I got (Woo)
I'ma keep risin' to the the top (Come on)
And I'ma make it hot (Coo-coo, yeah)
I'ma keep risin' to the the top (yeah)
And we gon' give you what we got (Uh)
I (yeah) i (Uh)
I (yeah) , I i (Uh)
Hey (yeah) hey (Uh)
(Coo-coo, yeah) i
Oh, I, oh yeah