Rolling Stone Songtext
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Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that peep, nigga
Gunna season, nigga
They say they never call, like gunning, you never home
A diamond up in the rough like papa of Rolling Stone
I got me some rolling papers, I take a shot of Patron
Tell J easy, I'm coming, let's take a shot at the throne
I handle like Carry Irving won't take me out of my zone
I'm dancing like'I'm breaking out of the dome
Frustration when it occur, I take it out on a song
Gunna season, nigga
They say they never call, like gunning, you never home
A diamond up in the rough like papa of Rolling Stone
I got me some rolling papers, I take a shot of Patron
Tell J easy, I'm coming, let's take a shot at the throne
I handle like Carry Irving won't take me out of my zone
I'm dancing like'I'm breaking out of the dome
Frustration when it occur, I take it out on a song
Take time away from my daughter to settle the drugs
Damn, it's getting darker tryna dodge an early craving
Tryna survive where I reside, getting higher, early stages
Still he fly, hitting the women'
Nigga, we faded, nigga, we faded
Trigga soldier, nigga, we made it, nigga, we made it
Taking over, back and travel over the world
All for daddy's little girl, set her off for when she grow
So when I go, just let it blow
Damn, it's getting darker tryna dodge an early craving
Tryna survive where I reside, getting higher, early stages
Still he fly, hitting the women'
Nigga, we faded, nigga, we faded
Trigga soldier, nigga, we made it, nigga, we made it
Taking over, back and travel over the world
All for daddy's little girl, set her off for when she grow
So when I go, just let it blow
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