Lyrics:
smooth stones
Never have to fight alone
Size ain't where you get your power from, no
Aim high, swing low, wind 'em up and let one go
And then stand
then that bitch
Can't get a nickel from you
I'm the only one that speak
When we in the huddle
Make a pussy nigga leak
Then jump in the puddle
We comin'
and everybody sees
That what they read in the Rolling Stone has really come to be
And trying to avoid a taste of that reality
Showed to me a face I didn't know
gym
Get out of my ring, you disgust me
Godzilla bankroll
Stones from Stilion
Yo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home
Trailblazer stay
heart till he dies
Tumbling weeds rolling
A hellhole looking real mean
Couldn't get no satisfaction
Except on 89.5 (FM) station
Who's afraid
told y'all
Now you see I ain't playin'
I'm on another level
You should come get like me
Can't no one do it batter
Is that so hard to believe?
Heads
ever shine
The wind the dont blow in a hallow deep as mine...
(Chours)
If I look straight up at the sky
I can see the clouds rolling by.
Well they're
And Fleetwood are no longer known
The music I hear
Has never been clear
I can’t feel a tune in my bones
My bones
Fleetwood Mac?
It’s sounding like the Rolling
I guess everybody needs somebody to love
You can't leave love lonely
'Cause being naive to it you can just lose it like that
See kisses for
ain't got no beat
Hoooooh, say you
Got no satisfaction, won't you come and work for me
And I say to you
Can't you see baby, we don't work for free
be no fool
Might get caught by the hook of a crook, call time for cool
Look out jay, what you say, what you carryin' brother
I hope you're clean
course
You'll print about black mayors, black senators
Why you ain't got no black editors?
Everytime I do an interview in rolling stone
They sendin me
it all you got the master key
And you build a mountain stone by stone
You travel a million twisted roads
To get where you need to go
With every one
baby you know that I'm bagging you
I had to get a Louis, a bag or two
It is no one that is bad as you
We got new Pateks on Pateks too
Made it
hiding somewhere I can't see
And I'm alone, and I realize that when I get home
I wanna talk to my red and my cherry
Yes, I'm alone, and I realize when I
up from Wafi, bitch, these stones new
Dolce & Gabbanas on my feet and these my favorite pair
Got a lot to lose, still can't be scared take it there
Often you wake up by nocturnal emissions
But you feel no pleasure, no real satisfaction
Dreams mislead you with blanishment
You can't spend it
Uh
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Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
Snapping I got to the action
I was lost tryna find some satisfaction
Cant be satisfied that shit don't really happen
Had to analyze my vision had
Rolling, Rolling Stone
If you don't have one, you're always home
Rolling, lonesome road
If you don't have one, you're always home
(Big dreams and no means
night all right
Everybody knows about the place to be
Especially on a night like tonight
And baby I can't help but thinkin' you should be with me
on by
I'll keep on rolling until I get home yeah
Keep on rolling and never slow down
I've got this dream of a woman who believes you stand your ground
Rolling marijuana
Finna get on
Cause I take risk
And I ain't folding
Niggas tryna criticize cause they can't do it like that
You letting time just pass
get out of a hollow deep as mine
Oh, if I raise my eyes and look straight up at the sky
I can see the clouds rolling by
Well, they're there
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