Rakim Mayers (born October 3, 1988), better known by his stage name, ASAP Rocky (stylized as A$AP Rocky), is an American rapper from Harlem, New York City. He is a member of the hip hop collective ASAP Mob, from which he adopted his moniker. Rocky released his debut mixtape Live. Love. ASAP, in 2011 to critical acclaim. The success of his mixtape led to a record deal with Polo Grounds Music, RCA Records, and Sony Music Entertainment. He subsequently recorded his 2013 debut album Long. Live. ASAP, which was also well received by critics and debuted at number one on the Billboard 200. Rocky has also directed music videos for himself, Danny Brown and other ASAP Mob members.[1] He is also a noted record producer, producing under the pseudonym Lord Flacko. Wikipedia®.
A$AP Rocky – Angels
ASAP Rocky – Angels Lyrics:
Ten gold chains, wood grain propane
Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang
I’m the dope mane bitches sniffin’ cocaine
All my young niggas know that they could all weigh, all weigh
(Call me, call me, call me) All weigh, all weigh
(Call me, call me, call me) All weigh, all weigh
(Call me, call me, call me) All weigh, all weigh
(Call me, call me, call me) All weigh, all weigh
If, if, if you see me trucking bitch
They call me young drug dealer
They call me young thug nigga
24 karats my slugs glitter
24 years old worth a couple million
Shouts out to my cuz’ niggas
Finna’ let it fly for my blood niggas
Middle finger up to you fuck niggas
If you a trill nigga, then fuck wit’ us
Nigga dash like a speed of a bullet
Wit’ a pistol on him prolly’ wouldn’t even pull it
Heart made of puddin’ mean muggin’ wit’ a hoodie
Like what’s goodie
Tryin’ to be the motherfucker that you couldn’t
Knowin’ you
Down to let it fly when I shouldn’t
All my young niggas they gon’ rep it to the fullest
Tell a fuck nigga be you fuck tough be cool
All the young niggas in crew they down to let it fly
For a nigga like me, young nigga like me
They let it fly
For a nigga like me, young nigga like me
They let it fly
For a nigga like me, young nigga like me
They let it fly
For a nigga like me, jiggy young like me
(Hook)
Niggas got rips in they jeans man I started that.
Hood by air man I started that.
Niggas claim they the God of black.
Well your name is purple I’m the God of that.
Gave you my back nigga’ pardon that.
Fuck that shit I brought mobbin’ back.
I brought robbin’ back, I brought the Garden back.
Motherfuck black land I brought Harlem back.
Rollin’ in my Benzo.
Hoes on the curb a couple of friends.
Rollin down my window.
Yo whats the word, fuck it get in.
Ride round wit’ these bimbos.
She give head to my kin folk.
Shout outs my connect tho’.
Keep a watch out for them Winslows.
Cause’ the boys gon’ creep.
D-boys gone’ serve.
Hoes gone skeet and the V gone swerve.
Imma’ get by while the world gon’ turn.
Imma’ get mine like you gon’ get yours.
Niggas do the least do when the piece got nerve.
Niggas in the streets when the heat got burned.
