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of ladies
And they know how it goes
I'm a rolling stone
Party all night, always in the zone
I wanna party all night
Until the morning light is shining
Cuz

on my mind
Little baby, I'm a G by design

Go a little up
Go a little left to go get what you need need
Know what I mean? mean
Know what I mean? mean yuh

Till my stone cold grave I'll be pushing on
Till my blood runs dry I'll be riding high
YEAH!

I hop out a Phantom (Ay)
Jason Beverly Hills I'm on 42

Came from sour patch
Im In duffle bag
Stone Age
Feeling rad
Hella high
Like helipad
High like Himalayas
I feel like Zendaya
In the town like im

my guys by my side and girls Entertaining
Think that I'm famous
I chop off the top now it's brainless
They say that they swinging but Really they

like lice
Yea yea on his head

Riding down the same path as my father we some rolling stones
I been popping pills since a jitt you started when you grown

more rock
A little less roll
I guess that's how it goes
Trickle effect of a rolling stone
I want to wake up with the sun
Watch the birds fly
I want

I still feel the effects of last night
Rolling outta bed, God is pounding at my head
Pray that I did nothing outta spite
Standing on the ledge,

just need 1 trooper
Make me feel like I'm super when you show me
Any place at any moment, for you I'm a rolling stone
I don't want it, I don't want it if

a rolling stone
Before the money even came it was gone
Me and Cahya splitting cans of Spaghettios
Kids came through and put us into separate homes
Twenty ten

make it plain
Keeping the smoke
Cooking the food
Making long songs
I'm just joking
These are not long
Listen to Echoes
By Pink Floyd
Break like a toy

a couple rhymes
Just to make a couple racks
Fucking dimes just to leave them in the past
On my rolling stone
I could never get attached
'Til I feel one
But

and Derrick
Loud enough for you to hear if you ever try to dub me
Grand Pa love me Papa was a rolling stone
Panama City Colon Canal Zone
Codigo de la lleca

He ain't know
He ain't know i don't think he did
He ain't know i don't think he will
He ain't know 
He ain't know who I be rolling with who
He ain't

proclaimed
No more calling me over the coals
For what I do and say for my own
By that the first stone was thrown
I don't need a lot of dough
And I don't need

frowns when it sizzle for the sake of feasting
A rolling stone is never home travel like a bee sting
Every day I lock myself in the room
Sip the brew,

fast cars, birds and trains.
Let's just say She's sailing as we speak.
Let's just say She's fading by degrees.

Showing tell-tale signs that She's alive,

poppa was a Rolling Stone
Wouldn't call the phone but he bought me clothes
Mama cookin' trying to keep us full
And we might be cold but a heart of gold

phony I be back
There by my lonely
Rolling smoking something
Potent
What's the dealio straight up
Fucking criminal
I do not give a fuck about none

Butterfly tattoos on his arm
I see needles on the table
By the time I saw your picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone
You were Already, six feet

way too mean
Money dirty still
Outfit too clean
So many stones in my jewellery
When the lights hit
Then you'll see
I was down bad had to get it by any

slaves to the audio no Chris Cornell more like Wiley 
Put out of work by the Jewish community… Black Sabbath that’s irony 
That’s fact though like Heller

like I'm rapping in my damn hot zone
Collecting bills from these niggas like I was the house phone
Nigga I been Rolling Stones
Trying to get my packs

pregnancy, niggas be pressing, gone shoot me a flick I'm a air out the place
Too high off the cookie I can't feel my face
Im steady rolling up stones, get hit,