(Verse)
They say I look like my father
I say I look like Pete
Muthafucka, they ain't ask me, so why bother?
His beak ain't even pack wing
You were just a run playn cops and robbers
There's way too many skeletons hidin in yo parent's closet
For you that conquer, you need to stop it
Supply the 15 eye, the 23
My momma wear hair-pocrisy
With a fiend neva legged war money tree
I won't drink, even tho the water under me
Can't take place at what's in my brain
I can't maintain this blood in my veins
Can't maintain, shit ain't the same
Sometimes beein' hard mean bein' harder than the game
Yeah, but this how it's supposed to be
Even tho this, this how they notice me
God gave me shit, workin' at the grocery
Remember the posture whale, no popory(?)
Nah I'm sayn, I'm just like
Kim not evilly, just like me
Cuz I won't pay for his sins
He the only thing in common is we both got pipe dreams

(Hook)
They say, they say apple's not far far from the tree
Then I say, I say, I'd rather be six feet deep
They say, they say they see him in me
And I say, I say, well I'd rather be
A rollin', a rollin' stone
A rollin', a rollin' stone
I'd rather be, I'd rather be
Just a rollin', just a rollin' stone
Oh, oh

(Verse 2)
I spark js just like my peers but
All the years brought out my fears and
Slowly it's becoming oh so clear
Cause all the dark days give me bright ideas
There goes Joyce son
Display his best, bout the coast he run
In a way I get records second to none
His pops in here, that rocky pile lost a lung
And momma be his keeper (?)
If I always hit him with a message and a beat
Cuz that don't answer too long
For me to be ? I don't wanna be the input
I just wish he missin' when I told him
It was neva his fault and I ? Moses
Instead of give her roses, he didn't load her
Like it's the only way he respect in her aroused
Is some shit that I gotta say
Love my father, but not the messy may
In the shadow he cast I used the shade
With a bad bitch with ass, barely gettin' pay
Yo, so I'm bound to be a rollin' stone
Look it this way, at least I'm not smokin' stones
Shit, what you think goin' on?
Why you think I'm rollin' on
Hoppin' a repugnant whore?

(Hook)
They say, they say apple's not far far from the tree
Then I say, I say, I'd rather be six feet deep
They say, they say they see him in me
And I say, I say, well I'd rather be
A rollin', a rollin' stone
A rollin', a rollin' stone
I'd rather be, I'd rather be
Just a rollin', just a rollin' stone