Rolling Stone - 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

Cause getting faded too long

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 b*tch

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

Baby I got you, ooooo

Until you’re 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