I’m Gone

[Verse 1: Quest MCODY]
I just feel like I could have everything, money and the power
Michael Meyers flow you know for killing all you cowards
Say that I'm a dog from the pussy I've devoured
But some say I'm too stern I don't care just call me Howard
I don't give a damn about her, sip my clam chowder
Thought that we connected? better fix your damn router
If she got a problem, I'll let her come to solve it
I told her I'm a plumber, she came running like a faucet
All you rappers so clothes, coming out the closet
Play me like a star, until I'm shooting like a comet
You niggas full of shit, go get a colonic
What I say is real talk, you niggas ebonics
I did a movie, I ain't got to play a damn role
Been on MTV and I ain't ever made a band though
You know what? I'm lying, I made a couple bands
And a bunch of fucking fans, you too dumb to understand
Bitch, I'm gone

[Hook x8]
Yeah, I'm gone
Yeah I'm gone
Yeah I'm
Yeah I'm gone

[Verse 2: Quest MCODY]
Fuck your explanations, kill no hesitation
Stick this ball point in your windpipe, and call it penetration
It's hot in Hell's Kitchen, so say hello to Satan
I know I was invited, just tell him I can't make it
I don't know what niggas talking, I meet you niggas yapping
Re-troll every action, you niggas closed caption
I'm the man up in the D, that's your girl? that's my freak
You didn't know? Finders keeps. I been fucking that ho for weeks
You're too weak, fourteen days, you Kid n Play, oh la eh eh
I'll be overrated, just make sure I'm overpaid
Overlayed and overbooked, tip top ain't nobody over me
You niggas ain't pussies? Well you're somewhere near the ovary
Ain't nobody cold as me, dope as this, smart as I
Take a look into my eyes, do you feel like Martin McFly?
Great Scott! You looking in the future, bitch
I'm a sea monster, you're a tuna fish
I'm gone

[Hook x8]
Yeah, I'm gone
Yeah I'm gone
Yeah I'm
Yeah I'm gone

[Verse 3: Quest MCODY]
Q-U-E-S-T-I, giant word to Eli
Black V-neck and Levi's, don't take much to be fly
Like that swisher I just split her, my elixir vodka straight up
Baby you ain't got to save up, I'll get you out that 'A' cup
Act like you just blocked a layup, and put them on that glass
I ain't pinning tails on donkeys, but I'll put it on that ass
Yeah, uh, they yelling "Cody, you a fool."
My flow's so retarded I might fuck around and drool
I'm from the dirty glove, fuck you thought?
This the murder mitten, get your body caught
I'll get to that money when I wake up in no makeup
Go have your birthday party on a plane and get your cake up
Nah they don't understand it, Cody flows so random
Moscato sipping rappers whining throwing tantrums
I get at them believe, man, come under my wingspan
These niggas talking shit, I get at 'em like Eve's man
I'm gone

[Hook x8]
Yeah, I'm gone
Yeah I'm gone
Yeah I'm
Yeah I'm gone