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 your kittens, hit your childrens with that Smith and
A bunch of ignant little niglets, hardheaded, never listen
Purp-purple sippin’, finger twistin’, teeth glisten like it’s Memphis
A bunch of hypocritic Christians (Uh)
The land of no religion (Uh)
My Santa Claus was missing, catch you slippin’ then it’s Christmas
Motherfuck a wishlist, my ghetto was ambition
For my Benjis and my Bentley
And them bitches now I gets-gets
On the road to riches, a diamond ring, designer jeans
Choking 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 force
I’m living forever
I’ll forever, I’ll live
Riding through your city like that motherfucker mine
Or toting on that semi, rob a motherfucker 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 to 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 (Uh)
Cause there’s killers in my town (Uh)
Making hits, sniffing lines (Yeah)
Out committing crimes (Yeah)
Wait for shit to simmer down (Uh)
Corrupted little minds (Yeah)
8 and 9, finna shine (Yeah)
On the grind
Do you dirty with that shimmy shimmy ya (Uh)
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?
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 force
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 poppin’ on this dick
Nigga, RIP to Pimp, can’t forget Little Flip
And I take it out to Memphis so 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 force
I’m living forever
I’ll forever, I’ll live
Raw Reflections on Survival and Ambition
“Long Live A$AP” by ASAP Rocky is a hard-hitting narrative that delves deep into the artist’s life experiences, painting a raw picture of survival, ambition, and the consequences of growing up in a challenging environment. The lyrics blend gritty street imagery with themes of aspiration—Rocky moves from a place of struggle and scarcity to one of self-assured dominance and material success. The repeated reference to living forever underscores a desire for legacy and impact, challenging the notion of mortality through music and influence. Throughout the song, Rocky’s storytelling is honest and evocative, capturing the tension between vulnerability and bravado.
Song Credits
- Artist: ASAP Rocky
- Songwriters: Rakim Mayers (ASAP Rocky), Steven Rodriguez, Hector Delgado, Jim Jonsin, Rico Love
- Release Year: 2013
- Label: RCA Records