Rolling Stone Lyrics - Thursday - The Weeknd

Now your thinkin' bout it 

Girl your thinkin' bout it 

What we got here 

How we f-ckin' got here 

They recognize 

They just recognize 

I'm in a life without a home so this recognitions not enough 

I don't care about nobody else 

Cause I've been on these streets way too long 

Baby I've been on this too long 

It's getting faded too long 

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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 

Yea I know I got my issues 

Why you think I f-ckin' flow? 

And I'ma keep on smoking 'til I can't hit another note 

Oooo, but until then 

I got you, ooooo 

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Baby I got you, ooooo 

Until your used to my face 

And my mystery fades 

I got you 

So baby love me 

Before they all love me 

Until you won't love me 

Because they all left me 

I'll be different 

I think I'll be different 

I hope I'm not different 

And I hope you'll still listen 

But until then 

Baby I got you 

I got you 

Girl I still got you 

I got you