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slewed
I'm the fucking monsoon
It's mud slide for the season
Thugs cry when we creep in
I make it rain every weekend
Sweetheart get ya brolly's
Wont find

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Gdy wrócą do domu na trumny

I got baddies by the Ocean
Know some killers by the coast that be killing all commotion
Lately I been feeling numb like I was made without emotion
Got

(Yuh)
I told my woadie to grab the wheel
I'm tryna roll up this Backwood and I ain't got four hands
I just might crack the seal
Big stone boulders

Here lies Charlie
You can tell it's him 'cause we put his name on the stone

He kept his showers ice-cold, used eco-friendly lightbulbs
Rode his

the world on my own now 
I don't want to kill ya 
Like couple shots of patron
I'm stone cold as a stunner 
I told hoes that I loved em'
I thought I was

and your resolve
Its unknown till you arrange whats controlled
You can plan a trip for the weekends,
But you can't foretell what's on the road, nah
cll you

& overthinkin'
Robbin' my voice without help, I'm smokin', another drink and
Weakenin' by the weekend, break this cycle for the reapin'
Of the beneficials like

Check the back for me

They wasn't rocking with me I'm a rolling stone
I'm like a pistol with one in the head no need to lock & load
Grabbed

yes, there are
You live in a fancy apartment
Off the Boulevard St. Michel
Where you keep your Rolling Stones records
And a friend of Sacha Distel, yes,

with me, bout to go weaken the weekend
Since we in Pullman, probably liquor dive the deep end
Feeling like cheering to P-land
Soul in, Rolling in place

out the game on them
Dead phone leave it in my Stan Rays on them
By the way it was great seeing your face homie
Still the grind stone rolling in my cell

Y'all know I got that potion
Like la da da da

And I be rolling with a hell of a clique
Drop flames, epidemics got the chemical mix
Now the catalog

with them
The Marshals come to visit our block

If you cannot pay your rent, off to prison you'll be sent,
where the gaolers entertain you in the stone

It's my campfire sing along
It's just like that Bob Dylan song
We're living like a rolling stone
Will we stop? I don't think so.

Where did I, did I, did

the future is brighter
With you and me
Can you see love in the air
If you make me your own
Then I'm yours always
By your side I just wanna stay

Babe hold my

TRIED HER BEST

SHE TRULY PAVED THE WAY 

POPPA WAS A ROLLING STONE 

BUT I GOT TO  GET THIS CAKE 

ALL WE DID WAS HUSTLE

EACH AND EVERY DAY

I HAD

Rolling - Next time she’ll make it a Stone
Why ask why
Psycho Life a prioria 
Don’t judge nothing before its time

I have chosen the way of truth
Deeds made

Rebel Music

Sunz of Man

Wu Trax on Wax

of my raise, until we wise up
Rise up, and master our faith, word up, son
I'm a true black brother, ask Angie Stone
Papa was a rolling stone, Razah be

the limousine
Salty bitches is green with envy, wipe off the moss
I'm a rolling stone and a motherfucking boss
I done dealt with loss, I work overtime
Sometimes

Look, locking lips and locking eyes,
We locked in like horror movie, and the ghost is right behind
I been doing fine, I been getting by,
Been

Show Me the Good Life

Blu & Exile

Below the Heavens

things my poppa never told me
Maybe cause the stone still rolling, no moss yet
It's a few things my momma never told me to mold me
But her soul is so

depressing is the quest for relevance surmise
To clout up in your hood, rolling 7's on the die
Why doubt? I don't understand
Why wait? Don't you think

want to show up rolling stone like my dad
I'm letting my ego kick in the door with the keyhole
Introvert, it's socially awkward I don't like dealing with