Who Sang Suddenly? A$AP Rocky

A$AP Rocky Long.Live.A$AP cover art
Release information
Release Date: 2013-1-15
Genre: Hip Hop
Style: Thug Rap/Pop Rap
length: 4:31
producer: Lord Flacko, Hector Delgado and ASAP Ty Beats
mixer: Mike Dean
recording engineer: Hector Delgado
co-producer: ASAP Ty Beats
editor: Hector Delgado
assistant mixer: Stuart Innis
assistant recording engineer: Gee Bizzy
I swear this famous **** just happened overnight
For sho' these hoes was so uptight but now they so polite
All I see is fake love, smiles, and overbites
But I'm pimpin' *****, Dolemite
I remember when, I was like ten, maybe nine
Ricky had a deuce-deuce two shotti pumps with a baby nine
Busta had the rhymes, Puffy had the shine
Bone thugs had more thugs but that was the **** that made me rhyme
Whats up, what's on your mind? Hol' up, I'm feeling fine
Locs got me blind, thuggin' like I'm Eazy-E up in his prime
Another young ***** with a attitude
I guess that's why the practice kept me after school
Roaches on the wall, roaches on the dresser
Everybody had roaches but our roaches ain't respect us
On the park bench playing checkers, sipping nectar
Girbaud jeans with hologram straps and reflectors
We had cookouts and dirt bikes and dice games and fist fights
And French fries and shootouts like one cig' with two rounds
And one clip left two down, that's four kids but one lived
Left three dead, but one split, that one missed, that one snitched
That's everyday ****, **** we used to that
Add it up, do the math with your stupid ***
Don't view me as no conscious cat, this ain't no conscious rap
**** the conscious crap, my mac'll push your conscious back
I do this for my culture, penny, nickels in the sofa
Mommy watching Oprah, daddy in the kitchen whipping soda
Cook, connect, named Sosa, Spanish chick by Ola hit it in the chocha
With the Testarossa, hit Daytona, **** the law, we soldiers (uh)
I’m bout it bout it, ***** ain’t **** sweet about me (uh)
The baddest *****es on the block be even speakin’ bout me
I’m so thuggish ruggish bringin’ ruckus, knuckin’ if you buckin’
Young and thuggin’, buggin’ showing out in public, but you love it

I only got one vision, that’s for kids in every color, religion
That listen, that you gotta beat the system, stay the **** out the prisons
They try to blind our vision, but we all got children and siblings
You my brother, you my kin, **** the color of your skin

Back once again
Chilling in the back of the ‘Lac with a pass or the gin
Finna ask can I pass to her friend,
Then a ***** smash, I’ll be damned if I ask her again
Gold slabs on the ‘Lac when I spin,
Then it’s back to the back of the Benz,
Lean back in the back with the Henn'
And a crap when I tap that that then attack,
Never tax, never that that, max on the ends
Spend ends, I remember way back when,
A ************ used to have to borrow cash from my friends, friends
Just to put a snack up in the fridge
When I’m on, I swear to God to pay you back
Now the kids all look up to me, them *****es wanna **** with me
My idols say what’s up to me, from ugly to comfortably, suddenly

It all changed man
It was just like yesterday
Times was so ugly
And now I’m comfortable
I just only can thank God
Everything changed before my eyes
By my surprise

CD 1
  • 1 Long Live A$AP
  • 2 Goldie
  • 3 PMW (All I Really Need)
  • 4 LVL
  • 5 Hell
  • 6 Pain
  • 7 Fuckin’ Problems
  • 8 Wild for the Night
  • 9 1 Train
  • 10 Fashion Killa
  • 11 Phoenix
  • 12 Suddenly
  • 13 Jodye
  • 14 Ghetto Symphony
  • 15 Angels
  • 16 I Come Apart

  • Release information
    label: Polo Grounds Music
    country(area): United States
    format: CD
    barcode: 887654369628
    script: Latin