ASAP Rocky - Canal St. Lyrics
[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]Yeah, live through the strugglin', life's a every day hustleI hustle every day in life thinkin' backTakin' packs up the block them older niggas said I couldn't hustleMan ***** 'em niggas, I'll be back, strapped back pack***** I'm flipping work, hand in hand, I think they call it trappin'Racin' laps, re-up went to waste, it pays to make it stackFace the fact, there's always niggas out there tryin' to knock the hustleI guess that's why they say we trap, don't let niggas hold you backI'm just a kettle from the ghetto with no pot to piss inSo who am I to call it black? Black man, black maleBlack ball, black opsy, black diamonds glistenin'Attract the pigs and all the rats, kitten scratchI went from roaches on my bump to red broaches on the cuffOn my tux, chauffeur pullin' up, no if, ands or buts about himI went to Paris for my trunks, 100 thousand spend on GoyardUsed it once, couldn't give a shit, damn or ***** about 'emHit Canal Street, real as a gold medallionSmokin' blunts in front of public housingWildin' 'til they throw me in 'em cuffsMouth full of fronts, look like Master P up in my Cartier'sDiamonds shinin' in the framesChanged the game and made them say UhhAin't no limits to this shit, life's a flick, you're speakin' to the scriptMy life is like a movie, they should film me through itTake a pic, then show the frame and shit, forever me, was always GWay before this famous shit, y'all just pretend to do it[Hook: Bones](x2)You say you got 'em guns, but I've never seen you bangYou say you get 'em drugs, but I've never seen you slingSay you in that game, but I've yet to see you playYou say you going hard, but nobody feels the same, yeah[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]Rap game like the crack game, swear it's all the same, hustleWhippin' soda through the pot, watch it bubbleFlex a muscle, hit the block, I better teach you niggas how to hustleSellin' coca on the charts, watch it doubleUh, taking me in zoom and bust my shit, my mobile officeGettin' head while at my desk, this shit my oval officeI remember when I got a hundred for recordingsNow to sum up my performances, just put me on the Forbes list***** Jiggy, I'm flawless, ***** pretty, I'm gorgeousYour favourite rapper's corpses couldn't match up my importanceMy mind is out in orbits, plus my ego got endorsementsHeard the people want that raw shit, but y'all be talkin' bullshit[Hook](x2)
