I’m Gone
Verse 1: Look I pray to god like every single night To Keep my head on straight Brodie keep my family right They praying Payne fall off That’s what they fantasize Many voices in my brain In this life of mine It’s the schizophrenic spitta menace Ridin round w windows tinted If I want it, I go get it If I want it, I go get it Gone Lil homie Then I’m Gone All these thoughts inside my brain Got me riding all alone Got me, got me, got me Got me goin ghost prolly think I’m slangin dope I leave em comatose Marlboro reds to the face I’m Goin up in smoke & I’m crackin all these seals It barely help me cope Hook: (X2) Gone Lil homie then I’m gone All these voices in my brain Got me riding all alone Then I’m, Then I’m Then I’m gone Then I’m, then I’m Then im Gone Verse 2: I be Crackin all these seals MF Now I’m gone I’m off them natty lights I don’t even need patron Voices in my brain So I’m ridin all alone & if you ain’t stayin true Bro Don’t even hit my phone Boy im good I’m from the 209 that’s what I rep Im taking flights on these beats I don’t a jet fuck this rap shit I don’t care who’s next & I’m makin plays on this mic I don’t need a ref (Outro) Making plays on this mic I don’t need a ref Takin flights on these beats I don’t need a jet Its 209 til the grave Gotta rep the set Many angels in the sky Family in the grave Fo the day I die Bet they know my fuckin name
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Verse 1: Look I pray to god like every single night To Keep my head on straight Brodie keep my family right They praying Payne fall off That’s what they fantasize Many voices in my brain In this life of mine It’s the schizophrenic spitta menace Ridin round w windows tinted If I want it, I go get it If I want it, I go get it Gone Lil homie Then I’m Gone All these thoughts inside my brain Got me riding all alone Got me, got me, got me Got me goin ghost prolly think I’m slangin dope I leave em comatose Marlboro reds to the face I’m Goin up in smoke & I’m crackin all these seals It barely help me cope Hook: (X2) Gone Lil homie then I’m gone All these voices in my brain Got me riding all alone Then I’m, Then I’m Then I’m gone Then I’m, then I’m Then im Gone Verse 2: I be Crackin all these seals MF Now I’m gone I’m off them natty lights I don’t even need patron Voices in my brain So I’m ridin all alone & if you ain’t stayin true Bro Don’t even hit my phone Boy im good I’m from the 209 that’s what I rep Im taking flights on these beats I don’t a jet fuck this rap shit I don’t care who’s next & I’m makin plays on this mic I don’t need a ref (Outro) Making plays on this mic I don’t need a ref Takin flights on these beats I don’t need a jet Its 209 til the grave Gotta rep the set Many angels in the sky Family in the grave Fo the day I die Bet they know my fuckin name
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