Ruby Rosary (feat. J. Cole)

A$AP Rocky

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    Uh
    Know what I'm sayin', putting nigga shit
    Jiggy nigga shit, makin' fly nigga shit
    Nigga, since day one nigga shit, type shit, nigga
    Trill-real nigga shit, in the field, nigga shit
    I ain't playin' with these niggas no more
    I ain't playin' with these bitches no more
    Know forever, is rose gold and rubies and pearls
    Everything, everything, fuck is you talkin' 'bout man?
    Like, I don't know, niggas just didn't catch the fucking trajectory
    Uh, yeah

    Ruby stones on my rosary, champagne rose in pink
    Ring around this rosey, niggas singin' like they rosaliá
    All black stones, black owned, like I'm jodeci
    Funny how I birthed so many sons with no ovaries
    Still fuck 12, fuck jake, 5-0, oh, still fuck 12, fuck jake, 5-0
    Ruby stones on my rosary, champagne gold, rose in pink
    Ring around the rosey, singin' like they rosaliá
    All black stones, black owned, bitch, I'm jodeci
    I done kept my foot on niggas necks way before police
    And it's still fuck 12, 5-0, four and three, two
    One time, comin' up the street, here they come
    And I got a laundry list of bitches I can't wait to see
    And I got a laundry list of niggas I can't wait to see
    Ruby stones on me like a rosary, champagne gold, rose in pink
    Ring around the rosey
    Ten man army, scared niggas tryna crow with me
    Nigga want smoke with me, tell him: Push up, hercules
    Hercules, tell him push up, tell him pull up, thirty-three
    My mind obliques, and I'm pushin', ambulance on the scene

    Ruby stones on, click your feet, you're comin' home with me
    Take a load off, but baby, don't be dorothy

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    Illest nigga alive, as a lil' guy very deprived (uh)
    Took it in strivin' conditions, where I shouldn't survive
    Now I ride windows down, with my foot on the side
    Barely could drive, all the doors suicide
    Like who dared me to die? (Uh)
    You a dead man walkin', like you barely alive
    Cut everything but the family ties (that's right)
    Cut the shit, cut the lies, word to the wise
    Who in your top five? Haha (fuck your top five)
    I don't get fresh step, bitch, I'm buried alive
    I heard dawg talkin' funny, like it's family guy
    Carin' for niggas like I'm mary or bob
    Made a promise to God, gotta strive when you marry the mob
    They ain't seen this drip since rick the ruler
    They done forced my hand, my shit is rugers
    We don't wear zara, shit don't suit us
    Every time they throw stones, I take 'em to my jeweler
    Ruby red rosary, skin lookin' coffee bean
    Berries on the coca leaf, smokin' on the potpourri
    Navy bentley, moccasins, never too close in reach
    Back home from overseas (uh), jay stones, clover leaf
    Emeralds like dorothy, yellow bricks on the feet (uh, uh)

    Ruby stones on, click your feet, you're comin' home with me
    Take a load off, but baby, don't be dorothy

    Hello, the world is tumblin' down
    I been chasin' my piece of the pussy, I just got the cookie, it's crumblin' now
    I'm startin' to think that judgement day they talkin' 'bout's comin' around
    Show money they throw up is startin' to slow up, I bet they humblin' now
    I'm wonderin', I'm wonderin' how a nigga gon' stretch these millions
    What happens when rappin' no longer matters?
    Can I still make a stack on my brilliance?
    I don't wanna go back to civilian status
    I'm an addict for comfort and doin' whatever I want to
    Whenever I wanna, I promise myself I would never feel hunger again
    So I'm here with this pen, lockin' the fuck back in
    I'm from a rough past
    For a quick dollar they poppin' your hood cap rims
    Profit is just that slim
    I was a rugrat when we had it the toughest
    And I had a hunchback then
    That I was special, I gotta move careful
    'Cause niggas 'round here they don't wrestle
    No reason to tussle, reach down with a pistol
    Was down, so put one in your freckles
    He was talkin' that shit, then he saw a lil' stick
    All of the sudden he feelin' forgetful
    Connectin' to God, I'm a vessel
    When they ask for the old, you ignore 'em
    Goin' backwards is borin', bitch
    And I'm not michael jordan, I don't do the retro
    Uh, ayy, tell 'em again like an echo
    My niggas ain't greek, they pledgin' the streets
    They come through and kick in your backdoor
    Used to cut through this bitch with my hat low
    Now I ride through this bitch in the batmobile
    See somethin' that's ill, come flow through the 'ville
    Ain't too hard to tell who behind the wheel

    Live somewhere, I can live somewhere
    At least somewhere, at least not like that there
    Live somewhere, I can live somewhere
    At least somewhere, at least not like that there
    Ruby stones on me like a rosary, champagne gold, rose in pink
    Ring around the rosey

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    Composition: Rakim Mayers, Peter Sandvall, Jermaine Cole, Rex Kudo, Alan Daniel Maman, Carlton Mcdowell, Birgitta Yavari, and Jordan Patrick

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