Dahlias, they come from me A promise to get well That ain't working, thinking that you're no good Don't worry 'cause I'm not the kind to kiss and tell Dahlias and cherry trees I don't recall them anyway Some lovers know it ain't gonna wear out To each his own the same Look what you wasted When the lights are cutting out And I come down in your room Our daily compromise, it is written in your signed armistice And when the lights are cutting out And I come down in your room Well, we'll decide as always, here is your signed armistice It's time to follow and not to heat it up Requesting this plane is a propeller in the middle of the course When ambitions are low Head on close, hang on before you lose control The octagon logo had to rip it up The semaphore message on your lips Some lovers know it ain't gonna wear out To each his own the same What else is wasted? When the lights are cutting out And I come down in your room Our daily compromise, it is written in your signed armistice And when the lights are cutting out And I come down in your room Well, we'll decide as always, here is your signed armistice For lovers in a rush, for lovers always For lovers in a rush, keeping promises For lovers in a rush, for lovers always For lovers in a rush, for lovers always For lovers in a rush, keeping promises For lovers in a rush, for lovers always

Did you, did you, did you know Did you, did you know Every color turned blue? How to find the shore in a waterfall Oh, that rumor sounds true Yeah, I hear it too I'm looking for an artefact A piece of me that's still intact, yeah I'm looking for an artefact What part of me can still attract you? Before you were born Before we were one Before you were loose And when on your own I considered it home Believed it was you I'd leave it alone I deleted it all Because it was true And when you get upset I can't afford it I won't deny it Over Nova Scotia I'm no Rubirosa This story comes, and When you get upset I kinda like it Don't leave me skull and bones And with your boyfriends I can't escape them This story comes and goes How finally has a bitter tone You wish I'd never known Nothing that follows sounds new Heart of styrofoam Over the telephone Oh, let the rumor run through Here I tell the truth I'm looking for an artefact A piece of me that's still intact, yeah I'm looking for an artefact What part of me can still attract you? Before you were born Before we were one Before you were loose And when on your own I considered it home Believed it was you I'd leave it alone I deleted it all Because it was true And when you get upset I can't afford it I won't deny it Over Nova Scotia I'm no Rubirosa This story comes, and When you get upset I kinda like it Don't leave me skull and bones And with your boyfriends I can't escape them This story comes and goes Oh, did you, did you, did you know Did you, did you know Every color turned blue? How to find the shore in a waterfall Oh, that rumor sounds true Yeah, I hear it too

Tired of these rappers, tired of these jackers I'm tired of these dances by these fucking backpackers And I'm sick of all these hipsters, I'm sick of phony niggas I'm stickin' to these bitches 'cause I'm sick of all these sisters I'm sick and tired of tryna survive I'm sick and tired of my environment Sick and tired of feeling deprived I'm one of a kind when in my climate Sick and tired of your façade And all of your lying and your diamonds Basically, I'm tired of feelin' sick and tired A$AP (A$AP) born in money-makin' Manhattan Every nigga on my block wanna be a Main Attraktion Shout my nigga Squadda, shout my nigga Mondre If you disrespect them niggas then I'm polishin' the nine-trey And I'm coming to your casa for your madre and your padre Comprende? Most of these niggas been gay or they strange They say I sound like Andre mixed with Kanye, little bit of Max A little bit of Wiz, little bit of that, little bit of this, get off my dick I'm in your hood, you ain't got no ticket I'm a down to Earth nigga, we could kick it Take a hit with me, hit with me, uh Take a hit with me, hit with me, uh Ain't on stage, behind the scene, I'm probably mixing lean Chilling with my niggas, with my team Won't you come and take a sip with me, sip with me? Yeah Take a sip with me, sip with me, yeah Ay, ay, ay, once again, Mr. Back Selling Crack It's an honor keeping real nigga music on the map Street raps, new face, sampling with no credits Doubting myself 'cause I don't think the world can relate To my surprise, everyone does, so have faith Half of the other side don't live it, they push play The young illest alive, Harlem World to the Bay It feels good waking up to money in the bank 'Cause last year, it was shoebox and lint I only write raps just to give you niggas hints Every verse a gift, as you smoke like a chimney My album coming November, that's twenty years of memory And that's assuming I'ma live that long If I don't, don't cry 'cause I ain't live that wrong Just an artist in a purest form, I live that song An artist in the purest form, I live that song, Bambino I'm in your hood, you ain't got no ticket I'm a down to Earth nigga, we could kick it Take a hit with me, hit with me, uh Take a hit with me, hit with me, uh Ain't on stage, behind the scene, I'm probably mixing lean Chilling with my niggas, with my team Won't you come and take a sip with me, sip with me? Yeah Take a sip with me, sip with me, yeah Okay, hold up, ay, why fuss? I'd rather fuck Treat her like my enemy, I just wanna bust Seven deuce, waiting on the bus Before them boys bend the corner tryna make a bust Tryouts, I'm tryna make the bucks Purple and the green got me on stuck So I two-step, move my feet and keep it pushing Always bouncin' back, gotta keep the cushion And that's somethin' fat, like eating all the pudding A$AP, we got a slap, bruh, good looking Fuck that, A$AP where I come from 456, Ice City slums Weed in my pocket, coke in his tongues Buying Swisher Sweets, no more honey buns Fresh white tee, bright like the sun Only nigga 'round here rocking Мишка I'm in your hood, you ain't got no ticket I'm a down to Earth nigga, we could kick it Take a hit with me, hit with me, uh Take a hit with me, hit with me, uh Ain't on stage, behind the scene, I'm probably mixing lean Chilling with my niggas, with my team Won't you come and take a sip with me, sip with me? Yeah Take a sip with me, sip with me, yeah