Wiz Khalifa | Rolling Papers 2 Lyrics

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Wiz Khalifa | Rolling Papers 2 Lyrics

Nigga, my motherfuckin’ life depends on this shit

Do this shit for my son

Turn me up

So I can hear myself a little more in the headphones, uh

Came from the bottom, started this out with nothin’

Turned to fam and my squad, and turn this thing into somethin’

I grab a cone and I stuff it, never gon’ get enough

Dependin’ on how its goin’, we only gonna get tougher

I done seen people suffer, hate turned into love

Lost some people to get here

But they watchin’ from up above

On the road, hardly ever home

And money caught one in the dome

Now its hard to even pick up my phone

Leave me alone, I be in my zone

I’m gettin’ grown but not too grown to let my feelin’s show

Anythin’ you want, you can get, you gotta build it though

I blew up quick and lost some shit

But now I’m dealing though

There’s consequences to every decision

Good or wrong, just do the best with time you’re given and live strong

Give your all ’cause a man gon’ be a man

And do what he gotta do

Baby, this is rolling papers 2

(This is rolling papers 2)

(This is rolling papers 2)

I’ma roll it, roll it, I’ma light it, light it

When it’s time to make a change, I ain’t gon’ fight it, fight it

(I’ma roll it, roll it, I’ma light it, light it

When it’s time to make a change, I ain’t gon’ fight it, fight it)

Yeah, all of the fame just comes with the game

It’s a gift and a curse when everybody know your name

How do you make a million dollars and still stay the same

How do you make a hundred millions and still stay sane

You got the money, the clothes, the cars, the girls

Tryin’ to do better, but all this shit’s in your world

Somethin’ regular is what you’d prefer

But it’s cool, it’s too much pressure, you think you should curve

On the verge of packin’ up and goin’ back to where I came from

Tired of these rappers, I only run into lame ones

Tired of these girls, we all fuckin’ the same ones

I ain’t givin’ chances no more, I already gave one

Gettin’ money, you better save some

Don’t be afraid of mistakes ’cause you gotta make some

It takes time, but a man gon’ be a man and do what he gotta do

Baby, this is rolling papers 2

(This is rolling papers 2)

(This is rolling papers 2)

I’ma roll it, roll it, I’ma light it, light it

When it’s time to make a change, I ain’t gon’ fight it, fight it

(I’ma roll it, roll it, I’ma light it, light it

When it’s time to make a change, I ain’t gon’ fight it, fight it)

No turnin’ back, I’m learnin’ that

If you ever show someone love, you deserve it back

If you got an ounce and some papers, you should burn a pack

And if you ever do take a loss, you can earn it back

Never slack, never overreact, let your money stack

Look at where you’re going and not where you at

You gon’ get there if you work hard

When you make it, you’ll get exactly what you work for

I want more, couple cars in my garage

A mansion with marble floors

And a butler to open my doors

Couple plaques on the wall

A Hoop court where my friends could ball

It may sounds strange but I’ma need it all

Winter Spring Summer Fall, I hit the road when I get the call

Got some family members that I don’t see at all

It pays off ’cause a man gon’ be a man and do what he gotta do

Baby, this is rolling papers 2

(This is rolling papers 2)

(This is rolling papers 2)

I’ma roll it, roll it, I’ma light it, light it

When it’s time to make a change, I ain’t gon’ fight it, fight it

(I’ma roll it, roll it, I’ma light it, light it

When it’s time to make a change, I ain’t gon’ fight it, fight it)

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