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ASAP ROCKY lyrics : "Jukebox Joints"

[Hook - Joe Fox:]
And I'm a man of my word, that I got nothing at all
So tell me now does it hurt, or is it too late?

I'm a man of my law, I gotta keep my weight up
But who will lean if I fall? But never mind, I'm fly, you know

She the type to seek love and make it everlasting
I'm the type to wake up and say you're never having
I mean I $#&@ed the girl with hella passion

But it's cold how we smashing
Left her sleeping on a separate mattress
I think her body makes for better practice

Good excuse for my absence like "Flacko where your $$# been?"
Heard you done with fashion, now yo $$# is acting
I'm tripping off the acid, now yo $$# is looking massive

This ain't the %#@! equipped with columns from my reckless swagging
This that dark house party with this record blasting
Rolling spliffs, clique beside me, fingers Liberace

When I seen this (*##$ in Venice, Tommy and some mean Huaraches
I'm all alone though, mood music makes me bop slower
Trippin' on how I shifted pop culture

Changed Hip-Hop on ya, smoking like a rasta was my pops culture
I be damned if I die sober
I'll be sure to visit Pac for ya


And shout outs my pretty women in the spot tonight
Let em see them $#&@in' hands
And for the freaks that love the ^!$$%s with the Jeeps

Lex, coupes and the Beamers and the Benz, come again
When my death calls, I pray the Lord accept collect calls
Cause I be playing with these womens like they're sex dolls

Call my Prada prior, cause it's dropping next fall
Don't you short the next ball, my closet like the Met ball
She said, "I just love it when you speak soft-spoken

Up in the magazines with your teeth all golden"
Took the whole year off just to learn to make beats
Dropped the flames on my release and leave the streets all smokin'

That touch your soul music, I get you higher, grab your lighter fluid
Might add a preacher and a choir to it
I speak the father's music, hallelujah

Always Strive & Prosper, stupid
Even Montell can't tell you how he do it
Sit back and watch me do it


Okay let's get past all the swag trapping and fashion talking
You want that take it to gats or keep it in rapping talking
They rapping bars it get embarrassed, it actually happens often

You my son like my last abortion, I'm just laughing off it
I changed rap with fashion four way, yeah I'm that important
You jack my style, she jack me off, and y'all both acting awkward?

Jiggling baby, nah, go ahead (*##$
Ain't nothing better than the pretty big forehead (*##$
Listen close I got some %#@! to tell you, mother$#&@ers get familliar

It's not just model (*##$es on my genitalia
Did Azalea's from Australia, trips to Venezuela
Cinderella's under my umbrella for different weather

Ella, ella, ay just play it like I didn't tell ya
^!$$%s taking pictures any time we get together
And hope to fly away one day just like some love birds

Only one word I'm afraid of is the "love" word

[Kanye West:]

More power to you, more power to you my lovely one
More power to you, more power to you my lonely one
More power to you, more power to you my lovely one

What's up bruh? That all depends
With friends like you, who needs friends
Sometimes the best advice is no advice

Especially when it's your advice
Man remember
Your man was on stage dressed like a family member

Man everything basic to Ye Guevara
That means Saint Laurent is my Zara
I remember Rochelle ain't wanna $#&@ me with the polo
Ay (*##$ you missed out, hashtag #Fomo
I got one child, one child

But I'm $#&@in', $#&@in', $#&@in' like I'm tryna make four more
They wanna throw me under a white jail
Cause I'm a black man with confidence of a white male

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