Long Live A$SAP
A$AP Rocky Lyrics


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I thought I'd probably die in prison, expensive taste in women
Ain't had no pot to piss in, now my kitchen full of dishes
Nose bloody from that sniffin', your heroin addiction
Trigger finger itching fuck parental supervision
This be that murder business, little Timmy got that semi
I ain't kidding hide yo kittens, hit yo childrens with that Smith an'
A bunch of ignant little niglets, hard headed, never listen
Purple sippin', finger twistin', teeth glisten like it's Memphis
A bunch of hypocritic Christians, the land of no religion
My Santa Claus was missing, catch you slippin' then it's Christmas
Motherfuck a wish list, my ghetto was ambition
For my Benjis and my Bentley, and them bitches now I gets gets
On the road to riches, a diamond rings, designer jeans
Toking on that biscuit 'til 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 reaper come and get me

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

Riding through your city like that motherfucka mine
Or toking on that semi, rob a motherfucka blind
License plate says wipe me down, car from 1989
But a nigga sits so pretty, call that motherfucker fine
Lost your motherfucking 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
Out committing crimes, wait for shit to simmer down
Corrupted 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 it, then you're worthless
Strangers make me nervous, who's that peekin' in my window with a pistol to my curtains?

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

Pretty nigga rich, Flacko be the shit
And that bitch, know we poppin' so she boppin' on this dick
Nigga, R.I.P. to Pimp, can't forget Little Flip
And I take it out to Memphis and shout out to Triple Six

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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to A$AP Rocky feat. Florence Welch's song Long Live A$AP describe the rapper's rise to fame and success, starting from a point where he believed he would die in prison due to his impoverished background and drug addiction. Rocky describes how he has gone from having no money and struggling to survive to being able to afford expensive tastes in women and luxury items such as diamond rings and designer jeans. He raps about his violent tendencies and his disregard for authority figures, making it clear that he is not afraid to use his power and influence.


The chorus of the song, "Who said you can't live forever lied," speaks to Rocky's belief that he will be remembered long after he is gone. He acknowledges his flaws, but also celebrates his accomplishments and the fact that he has made history. The final verse pays homage to a number of rappers who have had an impact on Rocky's career, highlighting the importance of mentorship and community in his journey to success.


Overall, the song is an anthem for anyone who has overcome significant obstacles to achieve their goals. Rocky's lyrics are raw and honest, and his story serves as an inspiration to listeners who may be struggling in their own lives.


Line by Line Meaning

Uh, I thought I'd probably die in prison, expensive taste in women
I never thought I'd make it out of poverty and end up in a place like this, where I can afford to have high standards for the women I spend my time with.


Ain't had no pot to piss in, now my kitchen full of dishes
I used to be so poor that I didn't even have a pot to urinate in, but now I have so much that I have a kitchen full of dishes.


Nose bloody from that sniffin', your heroin addiction
I have been using so much cocaine that it has caused my nose to bleed, and I'm not judging your addiction to heroin.


Trigger finger itching fuck parental supervision
I have an intense desire to shoot my gun, and I don't care about what my parents think or any supervision they may have tried to impose.


This be that murder business, little Timmy got that semi
I am in the business of killing, and even a kid named Timmy has access to a semi-automatic weapon.


I ain't kidding hide yo kittens, hit yo' childrens with that Smith an'
I'm not joking when I say you should hide your cats because I might harm your children with my Smith & Wesson.


A bunch of ignant little niglets, hard headed, never listen
There are many ignorant, little black children who are stubborn and refuse to listen.


Purple sippin', finger twistin', teeth glisten like it's Memphis
I'm drinking a purple-colored substance, twisting my fingers and my teeth are glistening like they do in Memphis.


A bunch of hypocritic Christians, the land of no religion
There are many so-called Christians who act in ways that contradict their religion, and in this place, there is no true religion.


My Santa Claus was missing, catch you slippin' then it's Christmas
I never had a Santa Claus figure in my life, and if I catch you off guard, it will be like Christmas for me as I take advantage of you.


Motherfuck a wish list, my ghetto was ambition
I don't care about lists of things I want, because I come from a place where ambition is everything.


For my benjis and my Bentley, and them bitches now I gets gets
I'm motivated by money, expensive cars like the Bentley, and women who I can have sexual relations with.


On the road to riches, a diamond rings, designer jeans
I'm working hard to become wealthy so I can have expensive jewelry and clothing, like diamond rings and designer jeans.


Toking on that biscuit till I'm no longer existing
I smoke so much marijuana that I feel like I don't exist anymore.


I wonder if they miss me, as long as I make history
I wonder if people will miss me when I'm gone, but all that really matters is that I make a mark in history.


Now my soul is feeling empty, tell the reaper come and get me
I have achieved so much and yet I feel an emptiness inside, so I am ready for death to take me.


Who said you can’t live forever lied
People who say you can't live forever are wrong.


Of course, I’m living forever I’ll, forever I’ll live long
I am confident that I will live forever and continue to thrive.


You can’t ever deny
There's no denying that I will live forever.


My flaws, I’m living forever I’ll, forever I’ll live
I acknowledge that I have flaws, but I will still live forever and continue to succeed.


Riding through your city like that motherfucka mine
I am driving around your city like I own the place.


Or toking on that semi, rob a motherfucka blind
I am smoking marijuana while carrying a semi-automatic weapon and will rob anyone who gets in my way.


License plate says wipe me down, car from 1989
The license plate on my car says 'wipe me down,' but the car is actually from 1989.


But a nigga sits so pretty call that motherfucker fine
Despite the car being old, it looks so good that you could call it 'fine.'


Lost your motherfucking mind, what's on your mind niggas talking down
You must be insane if you think you can talk down to me and get away with it.


Never talk to cops, make him talk God when I tote that 9, he ain't talking now
I will never speak to the police, and if I have a gun, I will use it to silence anyone who tries to make me talk.


Tell 'em watch your spine, I mean watch your back
Be careful and watch your back.


Better guide your track, better not look back
Make sure you stay on the right path and don't turn back.


Now stay in line, don't step on cracks
Stay in line and be careful not to make mistakes.


So you break her back I'm talking 'bout your mom
I will hurt someone, specifically your mother, if they cross me.


'Cause there's killers in my town, making hits, sniffing lines
There are dangerous people where I live who kill and use drugs.


Out committing crimes, wait for shit to simmer down
These people commit crimes and then wait for things to calm down before doing it again.


Corrupted little minds, 8 and 9, finna shine
Young children in my area have been corrupted and are set on having their time to shine.


On the grind, do you dirty with that shimmy shimmy ya
I am working hard to achieve my goals and will retaliate against anyone who tries to cross me.


Where they shoot without a purpose, services 'n hearses
In my area, people shoot guns without having a good reason, and it leads to services and funerals.


Kids who ain't deserve it, can't survive it, then you're worthless
There are children who don't deserve to be caught up in this violence, and if they can't survive it, then they are seen as worthless.


Strangers make me nervous, who's that peekin' in my window with a pistol to my curtains?
I am made nervous by people I don't know, and I fear someone may be looking in my window with a gun pointed at me.


Pretty nigga rich, Flacko be the shit
I am a handsome, wealthy man, and I know it.


And that bitch, know we poppin' so she boppin' on this dick
Women are attracted to my success and are willing to engage in sexual activity with me.


Nigga, R.I.P. to Pimp, can't forget Little Flip
I want to pay my respects to the late Pimp C, and I haven't forgotten about Little Flip's contributions to the industry.




Lyrics Β© BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Isaac John De Boni, Rico Love, Laura Jane Lowther, Rakim Mayers, Michael John Mule, Frank Romano, James Gregory Scheffer

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@tommynobaka

The chorus was wayyyyyy ahead of its time for hip hop

@theorigionaldrew

Rathanak's Life if this came out today it would still be hot

@JosephWitty

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@utehunnybear8942

Sounds like the end of brockhampton - district

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@wifiskrim1753

I was roasted for listening to this back in 2012 ... Now everyone a Rocky fan

@gdsparks7628

It's crazy how one day you can be made fun of something one day and the next day those same people doing or listening to that same thing

@bpiprotection6503

Bro fucking same.

@Galaxy-rj1kj

Night Kid that’s how I feel about the whole fanny pack shit

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