Rolling Stone lyrics

[Verse 1]
Fill the ashtray up with blunts all weekend
I fill my bathtub up with ice and tequila
Fill the whole crib up with cigarettes and b*tches
Had a threesome with some strippers, woke up with some stitches
I know your boy is on some rock star sh*t, oh, oh
I know I'm headed for some Cobain sh*t, oh, oh

[Chorus]
Rolling stone (Rolling stone)
With grades like that man, you could've been an astronaut
And been just as high
Rolling stone (Rolling stone)
With a home like that man, you could've been anything
Yeah, but you chose this life

[Verse 2]
Couple weeks out on the road and you begin to feel different
You're in Paris, then in London, then in Berlin with some b*tches
Then you make it back to LA and you do not know the difference
And you fly back into Canada and drink because depression got you f*cked up in the head
Lyin' in your bed, sleeping while some pretty girl is tryna give you head
I know the boy's on his rockstar sh*t, oh, oh
I lit the whole damn club up on a Sunday afternoon
And on Monday morning, got a hotel room
And on Monday evening, man I waited till the crew came
Then the very next night, had the club going up on a Tuesday
[Chorus]
Rolling stone
With grades like that man, you could've been an astronaut
And been just as high
Rolling stone (Stone)
With a home like that you could've been anything
Yeah, but you chose this life
Rolling stone (Rolling stone)
With a face like that boy, you could've been president
Yeah, but you're just as bad
Rolling stone (Rolling stone)
With a heart like that man, you could've been anything, yeah
And been just as sad

[Outro]
Rolling stone