"Rolling Stone"
Now you're thinkin' 'bout it
Girl you're thinkin' 'bout it
What we got here
How we fuckin' got here
They recognize
They just recognize
I'm in a life without a home so this recognition is not enough
I don't care about nobody else
Cause I've been on these streets way too long, too long, too long
Baby I've been on this too long
Cause getting faded too long
Got me on this rolling stone
So I take another hit
Kill another serotonin
With a hand full of beans
And a chest full of weed
Got me singing bout a bitch
While I'm blowing out my steam
Yeah I know I got my issues
Why you think I fuckin' flow?
And I'mma keep on smoking 'til I can't hit another note
Oh but until then