Verse 1 : I look like him don't I the way I treat women comes from him right ma How does it make you feel when I leave your side with the aim of persuing a dream like he did ma History on repeat right ma I guess you'll never ever taste a piece of piece of mind and thats why your blood pressure is always high cause your son is high but in a different town though probably in a different time zone getting bad girls from Spain or Milano getting lit just for the sake of doing it cause you only live once so they say so you cry yourself to sleep hoping one day that I might see what's right to come back and be your son to come home and be your light Chorus : Papa was a rolling stone (x2) Afro and a comb Papa was a rolling stone (x2) Afro and a comb Papa was a rolling stone (x2) Afro and a comb Play that sh** man yea Play that sh** louder Verse 2 : I know we had an agreement that we would graduate and then work in the city for some company and then get our own space now I'm ouchea plotting on Trace We bout to split our own ways cause you don't understand how chasing a dream is see you don't understand how this rap makes me feel so I'm bout to cut all ties and this time for real cause all the other times it was useless all the argument's turned into rough s** Wake up next morning like I don't like it when we fight but I'm always the reason so what's next And as the tears roll down your eyes I see an image of my own mother I guess like father like son Look back and think what have I done damn Chorus :