ASAP Rocky (A$AP Rocky)

ASAP Rocky (A$AP Rocky) - Houston Old Head lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Smoking rolling reefer up, I adjust the tweakers up
Break it, break it down, break it down so I can beat it 
up
Where the welcome back? Where the welcome at? My 
sneaker tough
This is for my old head go on turn your speakers up
Rocky, where you been? I been tryna make my ends meet
So I can cope that Bathin Ape or Jeremy Scott or 10 
Deep
Bottles full of Rose, riding in the Benz jeep
Blowing money fast, now I'm finna think I'm Big Meech
I met with my old head we sat for a while
We rolled a couple swishers, we chat for a while
I said I'm just on my grind I come to Houston all the 
time
He said what's been goin' down in your New York state 
of mind
Fine, there are bad days you feel like givin up
Like how you gon' eat when this gig is up
When the chips is down and the jig is up
But I don't give a fuck, roll another swisher up
Cause I just came here down South so I could get these 
pounds out
And move my mother nice somewhere closer than a town 
house
And my beats banging kicking harder than a roundhouse
I spoke with my old head and this is what I found out
[Hook]
Life is just a bitch, a bitch is like a ho
Hoes want the money, money come and goes
Friends turn to foes, foes they be fake
If you listen when ya old head talkin' you'll be 
straight
[Verse 2]
Now my old head old age bald head rogaine
Code red codeine, nose red cocaine
Pimpin bitches since lemon chicken shrimp lo mein
Gold chains afros platforms soul train
And he told me 'bout that rappin trappin in the old 
days
When pop homeboy shock before that rat tat tat tat nose 
rings
And I'm so high I could fuck around and grow wings
And we sipping on something purpler than soul plane
We sip slow, slow swing, tip foes and chrome wings
Told me I should head home and do my own thang
Then I heard my phone rang, hold up that's my old dame
Pick it up I hit you back, miss me and I miss you back
She said harlem miss you too and they can't wait to get 
you back
You should come on home leave the drugs alone and stick 
to rap
Just don't come back flossin cause that type of shit'll 
get you clapped
[Hook]
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