Lyrics:
leaving town, the trains rolling by.
And little by little, light after light, that's how it died.
They say you never go home again, that's no lie.
Its
the weapon-try as I bomb atomically
Stagnant they stood surrounded and astounded
By this total square mileage of violence that I brung
I've not yet begun
perceive?
Coast to coast, coasting down
By the ocean breeze
Acid rain rolling through the night
with Swisher Sweet fumes
Lying on the floor
Knowing I already
Guess shorts robes is comfortable
Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you
My swagger is Mick Jaeger stones is rolling
Prestige is cut to it
your weak ass
Treat my weekends like the week
And when I bust in knees get weak
And for these reasons we don’t speak
Off the tip
I know you talking that
features from your weak ass
Treat my weekends like the week
cnd when I bust in knees get weak
cnd for these reasons we don't speak
Off the tip
I know
baseball, I can't wait till Drake calls
Two-tone, five-five-six, shit'll take your face off
I remember back when I sampled that one song by Nate Dogg
Opps
want children and benefits
But I break down to millions that's many splits
Walk by faith,
I be feeling like a rolling stone, but the only problem is I
stone where I stand, I'm stone where I stand.
Shakin' my cage, black dog lovin'
She likes it rolling in the moonlight, got the wolf growlin'
She
rolling
It's the weekend not the knowing
Don't think he know this
I knew you were the one when I first laid eyes on you
But little did I know that these
I'm a rolling stone all alone and lost for a life of sin I have paid the cost
When I pass by all the people say he's just another guy on the lost
boots by Perry Ellis
And I don't plan on taking no ski trip, they even drip (woo)
Chanel fanny pack out in Egypt, ain't no reason
Gucci bucket hat for
me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you
My swagger is Mick Jagger, 'stones' is 'rolling'
Prestige is cut to it tea spark when weed went up
he'll be home
Everybody call him rolling stone you know
Now he put his pain all in his songs you know
Now they publishing him in rolling stone
Daddy
And just when I thought I was gon' do just that
Poppa was a Rolling Stone and them stones was crack
Fuck being like Mike I wanna be like pop
Then I picked
every weekend stage dive
Fuck that under pressure work,
I'm just tryna come alive
I be poppin off like Kirk
Reach a millie by 29
Gotta feeling that
down for the weekend
I be talking super blatantly
Like I ain't know it ain't safe for me
I be rolling on my own
Two
Feet
O.D
Lonely
You got me in my
Percocet feeling that
I'm drowning out, baby feeling it, I'm feeling sad every weekend
Whenever I cry, cause I'm bleeding
Just know I don't mean it, just
the windows!
Mami, I know that you're a nympho
Every time I see you we be fogging up the windows!
When I'm rolling with my kinfolk
Cheeching up the car, we be
the weekends
We be planning things for bbq'ing
Chillin and smoking and drinking
And waiting for more friends
To come out so that we can go swimming
Cannon balls,
for you
If your down for me then go down for me yea
Maybe we can pretend every weekend
We spent didn't mean nothing at all
As time goes by I sit lonely
fair?
You walked into my life
And fucked it up in a night
You said you'd be right by my side
That was nothing but lies
Backwoods rolling up, now I'm
like a rolling stone
On and on, and on and on
I go on and on, and on and on
My cypher keeps moving like a rolling stone
On and on, and on and on
I
and update him through the trip
I'm making money off the gram, fuck a brick
He threw a stone and hid is hand, what a bitch
I'm at the crib by myself getting
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