Lyrics:
So do I
But that's only when I realize I ain't
Got enough money to cover the check!'
(laughs) I do too!
I never saw the Rolling Stones live and I
Was
flowing
No x in me but I gotta keep gonna rolling
Praise god hallelujah
Do you know Jesus Christ, do ya
Before we say it's hard to live off the book of your
to live it now
Relieve my stress with a mix of sound
Big names feeling belittled now
Wow! A simple shift of crowns
My master plan unraveled like I'm
Used to pick me up from school right after work
Now she rolling up in that Caddy like she coming to church
She's ask why I rock all this gold, 'cause
me
And live like a rolling stone
Somewhere far from home
Where I can be lonesome on my own
You were always living in the moment
I was always
The clouds too
Making history: Mob Music they Could bob too it
They wop too it, you even could pop The WAP to it
In the vault I got heat like a stove, a Trove
ima share my slice
That’s the way that I live my life
Woah goddamn yeah I’m dressed like a rockstar
Atraxx make that shit blap, till we see cop cars
Yep
I've been on the cover of the rolling stone
I met the president when I was half stoned
I been so high I've gotten confused
I been beat down,
Rolling Stone reveals is just hype for the tour
And the world sings
When the Beatles Hit America
When the Beatles Hit America
It's going to be sponsored by
that?
You're ain't bout to keep a loose trap
Yeah
Seeing time pulled by the seams
Recollecting memories
Like it was a dream
Through to you
What do you
By the way these niggas mad cause I got money now
Don't think cause I got cash, I'll pull up with a hundred rounds
Like we in the woods a lot of opps
[ L.V. ]
Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died all he left us was alone
[ Prode'je ]
Pops was
some
I'ma come down banging Screw, popping trunk rolling
Through
Gotta feel a G like me, M-O-E and E.S.G.
We some thoed dudes, from the Southside
Anything for mine will some, garunteed to be some
I'ma come down banging Screw, popping trunk rolling
Through
Gotta feel a G like me, M-O-E and E.S.G.
We
Anything for mine will some, garunteed to be some
I'ma come down banging Screw, popping trunk rolling
Through
Gotta feel a G like me, M-O-E and E.S.G.
We
Tried my best couldn't stop it from catching me
Look up and I see my worst enemy
It's me staring back at me
I'm just a rolling stone
All of this baggage
over love and rotting stones like a steamrolling
High rolling
Shit kicking ego machine
Mad Dog
Alternative
Sleep
Everywhere rattle snake in
poems
I gather no moss like a rolling stone
Case the Grim Reaper visits my home, nigga I'm gone c'mon
(C'mon) It's the Roc
(C'mon) It's the Roc
sinning with the best of you
Floating on a stepping stone, or rather that
Super-sport chevy, got your chick riding heavy on my testicles
By any means
[ L.V. ]
Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died all he left us was alone
[ Prode'je ]
Pops was a roller,
hyping all this pills and weed music bro
Take drugs and go to the moon, junkies the new astronauts
Talent never dies they are like stones
It’s up
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
proof, slaughter beats, rolling up, bob and weave
Don't talk to me bish On your knees
Won't bother me bish swallow please
Six One Seven I said boss, live
What, goes, on!
Rolling Stones of the rap game, not bragging
Lips bigger than Jagger, not saggin'
Spell it backwards, I'mma leave it at that
That
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