ROLLING STONED

Girl don't make me call my mama

The only one that ever loved you

Don't she treat you like a blessing

Gave you kisses at the function

But when we get up in this store you bet not touch nothing

You know the number rule to survive

The wild is lie just tell me something

Now you living in Atlanta

But you was born in California

Said you thinking bout Miami

Wanna be somewhere it's sunny

When you left I didn't blame you

Would've did the same thing too

Always said I never loved you

I bet my mama say that ain't true

Girl don't make me use my phone I got two minutes left to talk

This a silly conversation you can text me if you want

Left my charger at the crib

If my shit die it's all my fault

Really thought this wouldn't last more then a weekend at the most

Now I'm a rolling rolling stone

How far can I fall?

Now I'm a rolling rolling stone

How much hurt can I cause

Before I get away?