
Hip-hop superstardom, a budding movie career, his own fashion line, and three kids with Rihanna – this is the new picture of success, and there ain’t a picket fence in sight. A$AP ROCKY is ESQUIRE’s March cover star, and “A$AP Rocky Is Living His American Dream” by Contributing Writer Mitchell S. Jackson is on Esquire.com now and in the upcoming March issue, available by February 17 everywhere magazines are sold.


On being a father: “I wanted to be a dad before I got with my girl,” he says. “I wanted a little baby girl or boy, whatever God gave, and God blessed me with three.”
On family and fame: Rocky still has family uptown, including his grandmother, a woman who refuses to move out of her building. Rocky caught the train uptown to see his grandmother on a recent trip to New York, disguising himself with a balaclava. He subwayed up rather than driving himself or being chauffeured because “I don’t like to floss when I go up there and sh*t like that. Not saying that I’m flossing, but you know, my lifestyle is very, like, fortunate. So I don’t like throwing that…rubbing that in less fortunate people face, man,” Rocky says. “It’s very important. Humility, man. Humanity. You know, just being humble, for the most part. It’s so easy to get gassed off this sh*t.”
On adulting: “I don’t even go to clubs, man. I go to f*cking jazz bars and sh*t like that.” (The song “Robbery” off Don’t Be Dumb is straight-up jazz.) Even listens to it while he works out, which he’s just begun to do: “I got mother*cking Charles Mingus, Miles Davis, Coltrane, of course, Dizzy Gillespie, and f*cking Alice Coltrane.”
On his career: “I never wanted to be anything other than a rapper,” Rocky says.
On his kids: “Man, I miss my kids,” Rocky reminds me, segueing to explaining how all his children are blessed with his good looks but that it’s too early to have a real sense of Rocki’s personality. To explaining that Rza is a picky eater but that Riot will eat whatever is sweet (maybe due to a hereditary sweet tooth), including his ecstatic first time eating cotton candy. To sharing, “Rza’s finally starting to stick up for hisself again, because Rza used to bully the shit out of Riot when Riot couldn’t walk and talk. Now Riot go take that boy book from him, take his pacifier.” To sharing, “Rza don’t be talking. That’s Riot. He can’t stop running his mouth.” To telling a funny story of how his loquacious boy snitched on him to Rihanna when he left the house without telling her. “He was like, ‘Dada left. Dada left through the door.’ She told me, ‘You left?’ I’m like, Yeah, why? She like, ‘Because our son told me you left. It’d been nice to say goodbye.’” Rocky confesses that he and Rihanna and the kids wore matching pajamas for Christmas but that the pictures won’t go public because he thinks it’s cringe. “That ain’t me. [The kids] gone know the difference. Ma dukes got to get thrown under the bus,” he says, half joking but also loath to fathom an instance when his kids will think him even an nth uncool.
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