Album Name

Judas and the Black Messiah: The Inspired Album

Artist

Various Artists, A$AP Rocky

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2021.02.12

Release Agency

Sony Music

'Bout twelve bad hoes
in my section like Vegas
A few of 'em strangers
a few of 'em famous
When that ain't enough
and black ain't enough
Man I'm done actin' up
let's hit the crib and get faded
When you don't drink champagne
but you orderin' cases
All your friends hangin'
'cause they know that you payin'
When them bills backin' up
and black ain't enough
And them checks addin' up
you just don't wanna be famous
Got a mink doormat that say
Nigga we made it
Got all white neighbors
and most of 'em racist
They put your name
and faces when you goin' in places
Then black ain't enough
you just don't wanna be famous
Real talk real rap look
I can't deny shit
Couldn't afford shit
but always was attracted to fly shit
Guess that's why I buy
won't invest or capitalize
But expectin' to die rich
just a rich nigga mindset
That's why I'm packin' up my shit
like I'm back at the mom's crib
Like I'm back on my grind like
it's a nine-to-five shift
'Cause nothin' was handed to me
uh go in and hand it to me
Like I'm Puffy in '96 since
Gimme the loot gimme the loot
Let's hope that she really for me
most hoes couldn't handle me
Postponin' a family work hard
so they know what I stand for
Just have 'em to Grammy me
Damn have 'em Grammy me
Damn just don't wanna be famous
'Bout twelve bad hoes
in my section like Vegas
A few of 'em strangers
a few of 'em famous
When that ain't enough
and black ain't enough
Man I'm done actin' up
let's hit the crib and get faded
When you don't drink champagne
but you orderin' cases
Your friends like hangin'
'cause they know that you payin'
When them bills backin' up
and black ain't enough
And them checks addin' up
you just don't wanna be famous
Uh look at me
get what you see envision me
Brazen chains is he
Pusha T or Mr. T
No Hookah smoke
no niggas please no liquor please
A different me
I'm in this bitch
and I'm sippin' tea
Uh but never spill the tea
most of you niggas sick of me
What would she do to get to me
Get off the tip of
the dick of me please
Another victory
be flawless like
the skin on me please
Don't compare him and me
you offendin' me
This ain't a diss and
we ain't enemies
They concerned with breakin' hits
I'm more concerned
with makin' history
Loudest nigga in the room
the weakest
Them quiet dudes just probably
need better speakers
This ain't a modest way of livin'
I ain't hungry
Just did a demolition to my kitchen
it was ugly
Cash rules everything around me
get the money funny
How they got 20/20 vision
but don't see a nigga
vision 'til 2020
Wow Uh
'Bout twelve bad hoes
in my section like Vegas
A few of 'em strangers
a few of 'em famous
When that ain't enough
and black ain't enough
Man I'm done actin' up
let's hit the crib and get faded
When you don't drink champagne
but you orderin' cases
Your friends like hangin'
'cause they know that you payin'
When them bills backin' up
and black ain't enough
And them checks addin' up
you just don't wanna be famous
Woo this some bullshit
Yeah
Three three three two one cut