Ghetto Symphony - A$AP Rocky/Gunplay/A$AP Ferg Written by：Rakim Mayers/Eddie Montilla/Tivon Key/Richard Morales, Jr./Darold Ferguson/Jonathan Williams/Imogen Heap/Peter Chill/Allan Sigsworth Producer：V Don/Lord Flacko Do just what I tell you
Don't come in any closer
And no one will get hurt
Cause I don't know how long I can hold my heart in two
A rebel I be one day on that track with Gunplay Outcast my whole life so I decide to spit like André Beef is on my entree gin and juice that's Bombay Driving fast the wrong way I swear life is like a one way P**sy on a Sunday business on a Monday My new crib came with feng shui and my closet is like a runway Come be my fiancee she f**k me in a Hyundai My rooftop got a lounge just sit around and watch her sunbathe Dinner date for one K shopping date for two K Bougie a** b**ch made me wait to f**k for two days Finally got it today swear to God my mood changed Top off like toupees drop off touche Yeah my mouth is full of gold and I'm a city boy And my outfit was in Vogue I'm a pretty boy Bounce boy Flacko tell 'em holla at a n**ga G Riding on my enemies this my ghetto symphony
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Whipping Whitney my mama as a witness B**ches lickin' and locking up my swishas Once she blow my whistle she know it's dismissal Spread the news I'm official now hop out my foreign vessel Before I get aggressive forget it war ready Already tested tears and blood invested Till my cardiac's arrested and my 40 ounce is empty Show me what you owe me and a porterhouse with that Black magic on the tires only I Rolling down a lonely mile phony smile Warrants police on me now still tourin' And my chain it may slow me down cheer for Pain in its purest form Don't complain I came to reign from here forward still noid So crib got clear doors Burning planes in my Air Force and all I can see is clear ports
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Since Rocky spit like André I'm gon' kill 'em like Big Boi These rappers is on my entrée eat 'em like cookies Chips Ahoy Mm enjoy when I get annoyed know a couple n**gas that'll kill for joy Either Gunplay runway trip avoid body get found by a lil' fishin' boy Arnold Schwarzen**ga toss a n**ga Like codeine mixed with a roid Slow punch make a n**ga chin collide That's for talking how fast you could grip a nine D**n look how the hollow tip hit his spine Little motherf**kers that commit the crime These n**gas got the sidewalk sipping wine
Guess that's why the ground sip the wine Pouring liq so I soak in lift and shine Tip tipped and toe I miss the sky
My soul gets cold when my n**gas died So and so n**gas live and die Beneath shoe soles you will reside
Rappers get a mil for these freakin' lies Sign a couple deals for these freakin' lies How many times in your eyes has a n**ga died
Never
Spittin' it like a Beretta nobody do it better n**ga
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