เนื้อเพลง Tony Tone - ASAP Rocky

Uh
My mic sounds nice, check one (wo wo wo)
My mic sounds nice, check two (uh-huh yeah-yeah)
Testing, one, two, one, two
Let's go
Yeah yeah, uh huh, yeah yeah
Uh, huh, uh, huh
Let's go
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Let's go
My mic sounds nice, check one
My mic sounds nice, check two (testing, testing)

Stone-stone when I'm in my zoney zone
Smokin' on that homegrown feeling like I'm all alone
Used to go to Kingdom, Rucker Park with Tony Tone (Harlem!)
Listenin' to Bone Bone, feelin's in my bone bone
I can tell if I could give a f*ck about a list, ya heard? (ya heard?)
I could give a f*ck about a diss, ya heard? (ya heard?)
I could give a f*ck about your clique, ya heard? (ya heard?)
Shut the f*ck up 'fore I rock your b*tch, ya heard? (ya heard?)
Shut the f*ck up

(Uh)
My mama named me
My papa gave me cock to take a piss with
To f*ck ya b*tch with
Life is different for me, for instance.
What type of n*gga spray his kids in some chicks he wouldn't raise his kids with
That type of twisted sick sh*t
Come on, man

What she say n*gga?
Time's out
Let's start over with this conversation
You sound super crazy right now and I got my two kids listenin'
I'm just playing
You said what
I said I'm just playing
Uh-uh n*gga you got me f*cked up
Shut the f*ck up

I could give a f*ck about a list, ya heard? (ya heard?)
I could give a f*ck about a diss, ya heard? (ya heard?)
I could give a f*ck about your clique, ya heard? (ya heard?)
Shut the f*ck up 'fore I rock your b*tch, ya heard? (ya heard?)
Shut the f*ck up

People think I'm an asshole, I say anything (c'mon)
Truthfully, I just say what I really think
Like I'm too fresh, man, to me you're under-class-man (too fresh)
Would say "s*ck my d*ck" but that's sexual harassment, take that (let's go)
F*ck around and Willy come through in the Merc' on ya (come on)
Who else you know design ya stage and do your merch over (come on)
And if it's lame do your verse over (yeah)
I changed the game like I'm Kurt Warner (yeah)
I run the game (keep goin') like I'm Time Warner (yeah)
This ain't no Teen Choice Awards (keep goin') I'm slide on ya (yeah)
And make your home for mama's fried roasting
And lean and beans, tomatoes, potatoes
And keys and grams, just me and Yams
(Yeah, come on)

See me rest in peace
Pickin' off the last collard greens
Fresh for [?]
Now we sellin' out the colosseum
For the dynasty
Tell 'em whores who got it lock and got the key
You prodigy behind the scenes or in the streets

Peep my repertoire, uptown, espionage
Eleanor, grew ham, n*ggas goin too ham
AK, Jackie Rob
East eleven, ninety-nine
Lennix Ave, VLONE
East side Wayne Stone (uptown)

Stone-stone when I'm in my zoney zone
Smokin' on that homegrown
Feeling like I'm all alone (yeah)
Used to go to Kingdom (come on), rock the park with Tony Tone (that's right)
Listenin' to Bone Bone, feelings in my bone bone (yeah)
I can tell if I could give a f*ck about a list, ya heard? (ya heard?)
I could give a f*ck about a diss, ya heard? (ya heard?)
I could give a f*ck about your clique, ya heard? (ya heard?)
Shut the f*ck up 'fore I rock your b*tch, ya heard? (ya heard?)

Ayo, we don't give a f*ck about none of that sh*t
This is Harlem motherf*ckers (yeah yeah)
F*ck you think (uptown n*gga)
Mob, A$AP, same gang
Tone Rock
Harlem