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a$ap rocky - loved* lyrics

lyrics from rolling loud cali 2025 performance

[verse]
[?] everything like for the h+ll of it
n+ggas do the most when they irrelevant
blamin’ a$ap when we were never friends
slap a n+gga, then he want a settlement
talkin’ to the cops and givin’ evidence
girls still call me for s+x and sh+t
prayin’ on my downfall, my success and sh+t
that’s the disrespectful sh+t i drain
how come you always pressin’ on some peasant sh+t?
n+gga, i be present, i be flеxin’ when it’s decimate

[chorus]
on thе ledge, somethin’ on your chest
told you, “get it off your head”
[?]
eyes bl++dy red, gorilla to the head
[?]

[verse]
f to the izza, my neck on blizzard
i don’t do sit+ups, i just f+ck sh+t up
your b+tch like, “wassup?” my trunk my pick up
my last trunk bigger, my friends do stick+ups
now see, i really can’t decide how i’ma pick a side
i ain’t on cole, i ain’t on drake, i ain’t on kendrick’s side
i choose homicide, they gon’ see a different side
i’m from the harlem side, born inside the [?] side
step back, money fresh [?]
cookin’ class, young based god with the chef hat
baddies in the [?] with your swag, with your [?] mask
back, n+ggas want the spot and the chains on my back
[chorus]
baby momma fed, get between the ledge
bring you to the edge of the bed, i’m the best
eyes bl++dy red, gorilla to the head
better bring your meds, always keep ’em on the—

[verse]
me and my bae don’t let no f+ckin’ problems come between us
me and my baby mom ain’t let no condoms come between us
we speakin’ on [?] aquafinas
i meditate and exercise and get those [?] figures
any, don’t be rainin’, don’t be cryin’, that’s a sign of weakness
you lost it all, now i got it, n+gga, finder’s keepers
back, won’t settle for no less so that’s twice the respect
n+ggas want me popped and the chains on my neck

[chorus]
baby momma fed, get between the ledge
[?]
bring you to the edge of the bed, i’m the best
eyes bl++dy red, gorilla to the head
better bring your meds, always keep ’em on the edge
lay you on the spread, [?] on my head
if your ex n+gga want beef, he’ll be dead
eyes bl++dy red, gorilla to the head
better bring your meds, it’s respect—

- aap rocky lyrics

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