Rolling Stone

Ooh

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Now you're thinkin' 'bout it

Girl you're thinkin' 'bout it

What we got here

How we fuckin' got here

They recognized

They just recognize

I'm in a life without a home so this recognition's 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'ma keep on smoking 'til I can't hit another note

Ooh, but until then

I got you, ooh

Baby, I got you, ooh

Until you're used to my face

And my mystery fades

I got you, ooh

So, baby, love me, oh

Before they all love me

Until you won't love me, oh

Because they'll all love me, ooh

I'll be different, oh

I think I'll be different, ooh

I hope I'm not different, oh

And I hope you'll still listen

But until then

Baby, I got you, ooh

I got you, oh, ohh

Girl, I still got you, oh-ohh

And I got you, ooh, woah