Artist: ASAP Rocky Album: LiveLoveA$AP Song: Houston Old Head Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Intro] Yeah... yeah... Alright, alright, yeah [ASAP Rocky] Smokin rollin 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 sneakers tough This is for my old heads, go on turn your speakers up Rocky, where you been? I been tryin to make my ends meet So I can cope that Bathing Ape or Jeremy Scott or 10 Deep Bottles full of Rozay, riding in the Benz jeep Blowing money fast, now I'm fin' ta 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 now closer than a town house And my beats bangin kickin harder than a roundhouse I spoke with my old head and this is what I found out [Chorus: repeat 2X] Life is just a bitch, a bitch is like a hoe Hoes want the money, money come and goes Friends turn to foes, and foes they be fake If you listen when your old head talkin you'll be straight [ASAP Rocky] 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 sippin on somethin purpler than Soul Plane We sip slow; slow swing We tip Vogues; the 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" [Chorus]