AsAP Rocky - STOLE YA FLOW (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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AsAP Rocky - STOLE YA FLOW (en) Lyrics
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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)
Pеace homes, black on black, P. Stone
Black onyx, black diamonds
shinin', black jеans 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
With all due disrespect,
I hope you take offense
I'ma leave my print and I won't leave
you (Ready made, ready made)
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
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 (Yeah)
Word to Tyler, we see you bomb
like Oppenheimer (Yeah)
Couple milli' just to rock at
a fuckin' concert (Yeah)
Headliner, bottom line, I'm
'bout my dollar (Yeah,
ready made, ready made)
They say, "Flacko, where you been?
Feel like you deprived us" (Yeah)
Only goat with a llama, friendly
reminder (Yeah)
Our Father, I pray to always
strive and prosper (Yeah)
Now I'm a father, my bitch badder
than my toddler (Yeah,
ready made, ready made)
My baby mama Rihanna, so we unbothered
(Yeah, woo, woo)
Hip-hop is my house, welcome to
mi casa, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Take me back to the days
in the club (Yeah)
When your boys gotta hold you up
while she dutty wine ya (Yeah)
I can't trust a soul, just
my pole and my kid
Swear to never lie, right
hand up to God
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
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