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STOLE YA FLOW (Explicit) - A$AP Rocky
Lyrics by:Rakim Mayers
Composed by:Rakim Mayers
Was independent my niggas got major business
We in the building my nigga not just some tenants
You just a sensitive nigga still in his feelings
You bit the image my nigga I had to switch it uh
First you stole my flow so I stole yo' bitch
I can't trust a soul just my pole and my kids
Swear to never lie cross my heart hope to die uh
Then I sold the switch then I hit it with a kiss mwah
All-red Mary Janes just to match the 'Rari paint
Been shittin' on everything wasn't even potty-trained
Niggas gettin' BBLs lucky we don't body shame
Throwin' dirt on Rocky name turn around and copy game
Ready made ready made
Peace homes black on black P. Stone
Black onyx black diamonds shinin' black jeans on
All-black Chrome black whip black iPhone
Black hoodie Black boy don't dance mostly gangster boogie
Stole my flow so I stole yo' bitch
Bitch
If you stole my style I need at least like ten percent
What?
All due disrespect I hope you take offense
I'ma leave my print and I won't leave you
Ready made ready made
Was independent my niggas got major business
We in the building my nigga not just some tenants
You just a sensitive nigga still in his feelings
You bit the image my nigga I had to switch it uh
Ready made ready made
First you was my bro pussy nigga switched
Turned into a opp fuck his block he a bitch boy
Just might pull up to yo' crib spin it like the rent uh
Spend it like the time that you ain't spendin' with yo' kids
Ready made ready made
We take these boys to school they try to Columbine ya
Word to Tyler we see you bomb like Oppenheimer
Couple milli' just to rock at a fuckin' concert
Headliner bottom line I'm 'bout my dollar
Yeah ready made ready made
They say"Flacko where you been? Feel like you deprived us"
Only goat with a llama friendly reminder
Our Father I pray to always strive and prosper
Now I'm a father my bitch badder than my toddler
Ready made ready made
My baby mama Rihanna so we unbothered
Hip-hop is my house welcome to mi casa yeah
Take me back to the days in the club
When your boys gotta hold you up while she dutty wine ya
Don't you steal my flow so I stole yo' bitch
I can't trust a soul just my pole and my kid
Swear to never lie right hand up to God
Then I sold the switch then I hit it with a kiss mwah
First you stole my flow so I stole yo' bitch
If you stole my style I need at least like ten percent look
All due disrespect I hope you take offense
I'ma leave my print and I won't leave you
Ready made ready made
The rest of you motherfuckers just sit back and wait
Quit actin' like groupies and shit
Wanna be like me so motherfuckin' bad
So when a maggot tell me about handlin' business bein' about it
Makin' his money and still doin' what the fuck he wanna do
Then you can come up here and tell me some shit
Nigga I'm just here to tell you stories that's it
I ain't gotta explain to you motherfuckers every single little detail
And why and where and which and why
And all this shit about all every last decision in my motherfuckin' life
I don't owe you shit