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A$AP Rocky Lyrics

I know I dream about her all day
I think about her with her clothes off
I'm ridin' 'round with my system pumpin' LSD
I look for ways to say, "I love you"
But I ain't into makin' love songs
Baby, I'm just rappin' to this LSD
She ain't a stranger to the city life
I introduce her to this hippy life
We make love under pretty lights, LSD (acid)
I get a feelin' it's a trippy night
Them other drugs just don't fit me right
Girl, I really fuckin' want love, sex, dream
Another quarter to the face system
Make no mistakes, it's all a leap of faith for love
It takes a place in feelin' that you crave doin' love, sex, dreams

It started in Hollywood
Dreamin' of sharin' love
My tongue at a loss for words
'Cause my feelings just said it all
Party just started up
Dreamin' of sharin' worlds
Held this feeling for way too long
Said, "I really wanna let it go"

I've been gettin' fly because the gimmick's so dope
I've been getting high 'cause I figured Lord told me
I've been drinking, driving, now we'll never go home
I gon' stay in doubt because the weather's so cold

Feeling low sometimes when the light shines down
Makes me high
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Feeling low sometimes when the light shines down
Makes me high
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?

For all them hoes that was frontin' on niggas back in the day
(This for my broke jiggy niggas) Excuse me, fuck out my face.
They say wealth is in the mind, not the pocket,
I learned that from a very wise man

Okay, excuse me, Mr. Bill Collector, I got problems
My cheque arrive manana, I'ma pay my debt, I promise
I spent 20 thousand dollars with my partners in Bahamas
Another 20 thousand dollars on Rick Owens out in Barneys
I said, "excuse me, why the fuck you looking, what's your problem?"
I swear we gon' have drama if you touch my tailored garments
All you see is niggas here, so that mean it's triggers there
What you mean? We got weed, and codeine and bricks for sale
I bet a lot of niggas plottin', so you know I got that heater, bruh
Drive my side in Harlem, catch me ridin' with my nina, bruh
She got a apple bottom that remind you of Bonita, bruh
Oh, you mean like Q-Tip? Now that girl my new bitch
(Excuse me) No, I believe the proper term's, "Excuse you"
I could switch up on you niggas and start shittin' if I choose to
That's when the new you, become a different since they knew you
I guess the new me is just gon' take some gettin' used to

It started in Hollywood
Dreamin' of sharin' love
My tongue had a loss for words
'Cause my feelings just said it all

I look for ways to say, "I love you"
But I ain't into makin' love songs
Baby I'm just rappin' to this LSD

Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING
Written by: Hector Delgado, Isaac John D. De Boni, James Gregory Scheffer, Michael Burman, Michael John Mule, Rakim Mayers

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Rashed Hijazi

I kept bugging my cousin and his roommates to help me find someone who had some cid. Took two blotter tabs at god knows what dose in Florida on October 1st. I kept asking for a trip killer and at one point I thought I should go to the hospital. Fast forward through insanely indescribably terrifying thought loops paired with profuse emotional breakdowns followed by heaps of tears and about the strongest ego death I have ever experienced on Lucy, and the peak hits me like it never has before. I can’t describe it like anything but being asleep and awake at the same time. I felt as though my lips weren’t moving while talking and it almost felt telepathic except I was indeed moving my lips and spewing the plethora of lackluster words of expression out of my mouth. It was magically awe-inducing and truly blew me away.

I decided to give music a listen once I realized just how prominent and profound the reverberation and echo of my own voice and my surroundings had become amplified. I just decided what better song than L$D to listen to at a time like this, and sure enough as soon as the first bass build up in the intro starts I freak out because I felt some indescribable force and vibration emanating from beneath my soles and around my ankles. I quite literally almost slipped in the tub from squirming around at first because it caught me off guard. Once I realized it was the bass from the song I knew I could confirm that I had never tripped this hard in my life nor had I experienced synesthesia to such a spectacular degree. The drums and snares and kicks kept popping reds and blues in mid air and I absolutely lost my shit when the shower hose started moving along all on its own to the rhythm of the music just like a snake being charmed by one of those flutes. Every last note, ad lib, instrumental, vocal, lyric, second of the song was felt at a deeper level that allowed me to pretty much appreciate the song for the first time in a fresh outlook all over again.

Anyhow, just felt like sharing the experience even though this doesn’t cover nearly a tenth of it. I’m sure those who have tripped as hard, if not more so, at least know where I’m coming from and somewhat relate, right? 🥺 During the comedown and as the visuals slowly began to dwindle away, I took the opportunity to step outside in my undies, hoodie, oceanspray jug of cranberry juice in my right hand, phone in my left, headphones fastened snug to my ears, and blissfully galloped to the beats of the vibrancy and beauty within the songs in the morning sun’s radiant warm grass. Cried a fuck load in between with some songs that just truly hit different while tripping - especially when it makes you self reflect so deeply. All in all, I would say that I needed the trip more so than I thought I knew I did. It made me realize there are no bad trips nor good ones, merely those we seek and are in need of experiencing.

It’s ironic, because no one trip is the same as the other - even at similar or identical doses and I’ve taken acid a handful of times before. There I was getting my ass handed to me during the come up, struggling to breathe as the sky and clouds ceased to abide by the laws of physics and nature, paranoid that I had “taken too much acid” when in all honesty and reality it was neither a bad trip nor a good trip - it was simply the trip I needed.

Long story short, I got what I was asking for and ended up with much more than I expected. I’d do it with my cousin all over again but maybe in a slightly less chaotic setting for the come up to be eased into more smoothly, like a beach a few hours prior to sunset. Cheers to all my fellow Psychonauts out there, and I wish you all safe travels and happy trails in your (hopefully) music-rich trips. ❤️


Am I the only one who thinks that this song is supposed to represent a whole acid trip?

First there's the come up

Then there's the base which represents when you start feeling it

Then it builds up slowly and gets more beautiful

Then you start to peak and it goes on for a little while, that crazy peak feeling that you cannot explain when you're just feeling it and enjoying it while your mind is racing

And then after awhile you start to come down and it takes awhile for you to feel normal again.

This song is a fucking masterpiece I swear

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i want rocky to make L$D pt.2

asdasd dasdasdas

Honestly deserves it.

Sebastian Brown-Kiro

Does not need a pt2, appreciate this for what it is and you'll realise😌

Mr Lewis

call it X.T.C.

Timothy turner

its like I've heard this with out playing it

Garron Gruesbeck

That’s what long live asap apparently is

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This is seriously one of the best music videos I've ever seen

kayla * ♡₊ *

no right

Justin Enterlastnamehere

You would probably fucking LOVE the movie Enter The Void too, then. Same look to the whole movie.

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