On this savage journey�
[Verse 1: Stalley]
I ain�t seen my lady in days
I been out on these streets so long
Late night to the early morn, I been such a rolling stone
And I just wanna make it home (make it home)
To you (to you, to you, to you)
Blinded by all these street lights
Up late, can�t sleep nights
My stomach growling, I ain�t eating right
My mind gone, I ain�t thinking right
I ain�t tryna just be getting by
Don�t want a slice, I want the pie
American dream and days of a heathen running up in your building at night
Messed up, this ain�t trick or treat
One wrong move they finna squeeze
We ain�t come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day
They waiting on me to get an a-okay, then the can gon� spray
But today�s your day, I�m a let you live, I�m a let you pay
Back everything you ever said to me
So start with the thing that you said to me
I was worthless, I�d never make it
Go ahead! Spill that hatred
You are now face to face with the Third Row
Pharaoh who be down on Death Row
You says to me but I�ll let you, you let go
Chevy filled up on Petrol
Times like this I just roll
Avenue that Avenue I�m doing more than just passing through
I�m after you bringing traffic through
Banging out niggas with attitude
Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude
So like I said before don�t act a fool
[Chorus: Anthony Flammia {Stalley}]
Yeah yeah yeah, uh
I just wanna make it home to you, to you, to you, to you
I�ve been out on these streets so long, late night to the early morn
{Late night to the early morn, I�ve been such a rolling stone}
I just wanna make it home to you, to you, to you, to you {Late night to the early morn, I�ve been such a rolling stone}
I�ve been out on these streets so long, late night to the early morn
[Verse 2: Wale]
Motherfucking Roma!
Stoned up
Feeling like I�m in a coma
Hold up
I got some money I should tend to
Gotta get to it, I don�t mean to Matthew Kemp you
But shit you
Ain�t heard a nigga thorough
It ain�t perfect, but I work
And that purple that I got got me on slurring all my words
That�s my word, that�s my boy too
Y�all don�t really know what I was gon� do
Now me stylin�, your meek
Wanna see Ross get the A-Rod loot
Big play, hot juice
Drama called and you�re Carl Lewis
My opponents so obtuse
Even if they alone in our top two
I�m in Ohio watching Kyrie and Samardo hoopin�
Work loud, chokin�
On your reefer, it�s all smoking
[Chorus: Anthony Flammia {Stalley}]
Yeah yeah yeah, uh
I just wanna make it home to you, to you, to you, to you
I�ve been out on these streets so long, late night to the early morn
{Late night to the early morn, I�ve been such a rolling stone}
I just wanna make it home to you, to you, to you, to you {Late night to the early morn, I�ve been such a rolling stone}
I�ve been out on these streets so long, late night to the early morn
{Late night to the early morn, I�ve been such a rolling stone, rolling stone, rolling stone, I�ve been such a rolling stone}
{Late night to the early morn, I�ve been such a rolling stone, rolling stone, rolling stone, I�ve been such a rolling stone}
[Outro:]
Well the whole idea of the American Dream is is there really something out there to be looking for? Is there a� you know, you know, as college students here, you know, that�s the kinda thing, you know, we�re all looking for it, you know, to find out, you know, that�s why, why we�re all here, right guys?
[Verse 1: Stalley]
I ain�t seen my lady in days
I been out on these streets so long
Late night to the early morn, I been such a rolling stone
And I just wanna make it home (make it home)
To you (to you, to you, to you)
Blinded by all these street lights
Up late, can�t sleep nights
My stomach growling, I ain�t eating right
My mind gone, I ain�t thinking right
I ain�t tryna just be getting by
Don�t want a slice, I want the pie
American dream and days of a heathen running up in your building at night
Messed up, this ain�t trick or treat
One wrong move they finna squeeze
We ain�t come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day
They waiting on me to get an a-okay, then the can gon� spray
But today�s your day, I�m a let you live, I�m a let you pay
Back everything you ever said to me
So start with the thing that you said to me
I was worthless, I�d never make it
Go ahead! Spill that hatred
You are now face to face with the Third Row
Pharaoh who be down on Death Row
You says to me but I�ll let you, you let go
Chevy filled up on Petrol
Times like this I just roll
Avenue that Avenue I�m doing more than just passing through
I�m after you bringing traffic through
Banging out niggas with attitude
Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude
So like I said before don�t act a fool
[Chorus: Anthony Flammia {Stalley}]
Yeah yeah yeah, uh
I just wanna make it home to you, to you, to you, to you
I�ve been out on these streets so long, late night to the early morn
{Late night to the early morn, I�ve been such a rolling stone}
I just wanna make it home to you, to you, to you, to you {Late night to the early morn, I�ve been such a rolling stone}
I�ve been out on these streets so long, late night to the early morn
[Verse 2: Wale]
Motherfucking Roma!
Stoned up
Feeling like I�m in a coma
Hold up
I got some money I should tend to
Gotta get to it, I don�t mean to Matthew Kemp you
But shit you
Ain�t heard a nigga thorough
It ain�t perfect, but I work
And that purple that I got got me on slurring all my words
That�s my word, that�s my boy too
Y�all don�t really know what I was gon� do
Now me stylin�, your meek
Wanna see Ross get the A-Rod loot
Big play, hot juice
Drama called and you�re Carl Lewis
My opponents so obtuse
Even if they alone in our top two
I�m in Ohio watching Kyrie and Samardo hoopin�
Work loud, chokin�
On your reefer, it�s all smoking
[Chorus: Anthony Flammia {Stalley}]
Yeah yeah yeah, uh
I just wanna make it home to you, to you, to you, to you
I�ve been out on these streets so long, late night to the early morn
{Late night to the early morn, I�ve been such a rolling stone}
I just wanna make it home to you, to you, to you, to you {Late night to the early morn, I�ve been such a rolling stone}
I�ve been out on these streets so long, late night to the early morn
{Late night to the early morn, I�ve been such a rolling stone, rolling stone, rolling stone, I�ve been such a rolling stone}
{Late night to the early morn, I�ve been such a rolling stone, rolling stone, rolling stone, I�ve been such a rolling stone}
[Outro:]
Well the whole idea of the American Dream is is there really something out there to be looking for? Is there a� you know, you know, as college students here, you know, that�s the kinda thing, you know, we�re all looking for it, you know, to find out, you know, that�s why, why we�re all here, right guys?