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CALLDROPS (Ft. Dean Blunt & Kodak Black) - A$AP Rocky

""Mo—money and the power, money and the power" Eyedrops, ("Fuckin' with the killas") Teardrops Droptops, ("Fuckin' with the killas") Ice blocks (Beat drop, beat drop) I was thinking to myself (Calldrops) Maybe"

Distorted Records - A$AP Rocky

"Uh, uh I can feel the bass, from the ceiling to the basement I don't feel a thing, get the fuck up out my face, bitch I don't feel a thing, yeah I'm faded, yeah I'm shaded I don't feel a thing, I can feel"

Brotha Man (Ft. French Montana) - A$AP Rocky

"Young man, brotha brotha, you gotta fight for somethin' Stand for somethin', gotta understand, gotta make the plays Stick to it, get through, write yours, ride your wave, just keep it true We'll fight"

OG Beeper - A$AP Rocky

"Uh, posted on the corner like a trapper, uh Why he move his hands all around like a rapper? uh Why he move his pants up and down like a scrapper? uh (Testing, testing, uh-huh, listen) My whole life"

A$AP Forever REMIX (Ft. Kid Cudi, Moby & T.I.) - A$AP Rocky

"Gang! Gang They tryna front on the gang! They going to remember my name Ayy, anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky what A$AP mean to him? Well if so, he'll probably tell you, "Always Striving and Prospering" A$AP,"

Hun43rd (Ft. Devonté Hynes) - A$AP Rocky

"–Grave, I'ma put in work From the cradle to the grave, I'ma put in work From the cradle to the grave, I'ma put in work From the cradle to the grave, I'ma put in work From the cradle to the grave, I'ma"

Changes - A$AP Rocky

"Changes I'm goin' through changes I'm goin' through changes I'm goin' through changes I'm goin' through changes Always changin' faces I'm goin' through phases I'm goin' through changes Changes I'm goin'"

Black Tux, White Collar - A$AP Rocky

"Know what I'm sayin' Know what I'm sayin' Got jealous of a nigga and shit, tryna— Check it out, whole lot of jewelry Tryna surpass me, real shit Mob ties, nigga Clams Casino, nigga I don't do all that"

Sunday Morning - Ethel Cain

"Swaying softly, streetlights glowing through my windows Trying on each dress I bought for you Do I look pretty When I ask you to hit me? Hands like barbed wire Wrapped around my throat, making me cry"

Casings - Ethel Cain

"Am I not good enough for you? Is there something wrong with me? You say, "Don’t cry, you know you’re mine" Baby, don’t you lie to me Am I just not what you want? Am I just not what you need? Is there"

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