Riesling, Rolling Papers Lyrics - The S.o.u.l. Tape - Fabolous

This is why they f-ck with me: right after the head 

I tell em I gotta leave cause I'm trying to stay sucker-free 

They say I'm a dog, well that makes them a f-cking flea 

And now I understand why their ass is so stuck on me 

Luckily, I be feeling good in my bucket seats 

Thug Motivation: my coupe cost a buck 03 

Mind of a hockey player: you could suck a D 

I'ma reach my goal and you ain't gon take this puck from me 

Coco Loso in my Stanley Cup 

You could say whatever, just don't bring the family up 

Who could f-ck with me? Everybody hand be up 

But when we set the date, bet these niggas stand me up 

I'm down to earth like gravity, but man we up 

Women get around me and they cannot keep their panties up 

Your boy drop jewels, you niggas should ante up 

This is food for thought, you bitches fill the pantry up 

As I get older, I be looking at what rap breeds: 

A bunch of tatted up niggas who can wrap weed 

And I ain't saying I"m exactly what rap needs 

I'm just a swagged-out nigga in a Rapide 

With a 3-year old, that I'm trying to be here for 

Road to the riches, and my gift is my vehicle 

And I ain't even talking about that Aston Martin 

Even though I bought that for my birthday 

The lines I come up, they pass the margin 

Yeah, I write my best shit on my worst day 

And that's the shit that gets you richer 

Turn a negative into a positive: get the picture? 

People say I changed; it's not me, it's the money 

It's the middle of the winter but they got me where it's sunny 

And I'm not just being funny, I know no other way 

Let's just finish up this Riesling and roll another J 

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