Rolling Stone

Ooh Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh 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 And I don't care about nobody else 'Cause I've been on these streets for 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-woah And I got you, ooh, whoa