ROLLING STONES

Most of the time I’m spitting some facts
On a hard ass track, now I got Kash with me
Asked for my number, and I said ‘hell yeah’
It’s DEELA, my mistake that’s my cashapp babe
Rap on any beat cause I can uh huh
Got the flow so I know that I’m gonna stay paid
For the niggas in the back who ain’t fucking with me
You niggas stay dumb, can you count up to three?
Stop blowing up my phone
Like we kicking it together
If you keep pressing on
Imma block you up and free
It’s the niggas with no talent
And the niggas with no balance
That be coming for my life
They think they got a say
With the way that I’m living
By the way, I stay winning
At this rate you will never ever catch up with me
Ever met a nigga, thinking ‘what a fucking loser’?
And he got a lot of mouth for a short ass nigga, goddamn

Just roll, just roll
Just roll, just roll
Just roll, just roll
Just roll, just roll

Used to roll weed a lot
Used to pop beans a lot
Almost did lean, I stopped
I like my speed on top
Start gettin’ deep in thought
Used to run from my thoughts
Used to just think and plot
Ok, I think a lot, I over think it all
These days I speak to God
I don’t know maybe
It ain’t a curse, maybe I need it
It ain’t the worse
I think my words
Before I speak it
Maybe should try it
Why don’t you try it ?
Why do we gossip ?
I was lovin’ the silence
I love when it’s quiet
Shawty she tell me she love me
I gotta tell her that I cannot do that
Don’t fuck with twelve
I do not do the cuffin
I gottta tell her
I can not be no hubby
I don’t wanna cheat, yeah
I know that they creep, yeah
I be lovin’ new girl every week
I be liking these pictures they flee
I be tryna not slide up and speak
I’m too honest, I like to be free
If she get me she might be my speed
Turn one night as to wifey this week
She say slatt, to impress me
I’m thinking I’m best with ur bestie
London or Japan which one mo sexy?
Started this shit I got all da receipts