Stone Rolling

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    Pipe that shit up, TNT
    Sephgotthewaves

    Uh, he's a rolling stone, he's a rolling stone
    Long as the wind blows, I'll be long gone (gone)
    He's a rolling stone, he's a rolling stone (he's a, he's a—)
    Drive with many miles of roads and still can't find my
    My home

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    I remember bein' a kid, I just wanted to travel
    On my bed, writin' raps, thinkin' 'bout daddy (my daddy)
    Was in my cell, writin' raps, regrettin' my actions (my actions, yeah, yeah)
    Like if I make it out this shit, I'm goin' straight to Cali
    It's like I know my momma loved him, but I still hate him
    Livin' life like a runaway and it's six years later (later)
    I said it and no, I don't regret it (yeah, yeah, yeah)
    I just woke up on my tour bus, I don't know where I'm headed
    I been out on my own since I turned eighteen
    Packed my bags, hit the road, left to chase my dream (my dream)
    Loved livin' in the a when people knew me barely
    Then my dream came alive, this shit got very scary (bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
    I got so much and love for Houston, like it raised me
    Me and sauce in a Maybach, gettin' faded
    This don't feel right, nah, this shit feel crazy
    Clutchin' on my pipe, don't even feel like I made it
    I love Las Vegas (yeah)
    But that was before I was famous (ayy, yeah)
    Look, I traveled across the nation, don't matter what state we in (we in)
    People stop and stare, and lookin' at us like aliens
    I spent some time in Carolina, spent time in Tennessee
    Is there a heaven for a g? Where can I go to get some peace?
    I wanna settle with my kids, buy a crib by the beach (by the beach, yeah)
    No more Percs to ease the pain and no more drank to go to sleep, yeah

    Uh, he's a rolling stone (gang), he's a rolling stone (life of a rolling stone)
    Long as the wind blows, I'll be long gone (long gone)
    He's a rolling stone (yeah), he's a rolling stone (yeah, yeah)
    Drive with many miles of roads and still can't find my (can't find my—)
    My home

    Yeah, yeah
    My, my home
    Life of a rolling stone, huh, life of a rolling stone

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