GONE

[Verse 1: Marcus Nogood]

I finesse for their monopoly these boys don't know my strategy
Only real eyes can see the truth within this prodigy
Baby girl follow me no twitter talk nor calling me
Yeah and its Probably your first expose to quality

One time, one time for the pretty lil thang that don came with her main here right

Two time two time, for the deuce you can chuck to the dude that u came with right

I know, I know you ain't used to the drugs that I use that'll get me high

Okay, its okay if you with it then i'm with it here's a ticket Just to get me by

And I wrote this next to oceans para sailing coasting'
The CHI is where I'm posted filled with killas as the spokesman
Right now I'm current my wave is hard for you not to surf it
Fuck what you purchase don't invest ya time in someone worthless
I keep it surfaced I can't get in depth these hoes are shallow
Might bang it once two at a time just like a double barrow
Today's a hassle love or loss tomorrow's nothing promised
Live and you learn so knuckle up and fight for something modest

No I can't give up to many let downs to let up
I know contents up pressure so tell me who's supposed to let us know
She complicates but can't
Let her go
A smile today is so rare so
Don't
Jeopardize what you have right
Now
Don't call it off like no
Telephone

No, they say time don't exists but still I know it ticks
I just wanna live this life til it's it while she still coexist
Once you're in it then there is no exits so please relax and sit
Buckle up this gon be one bumpy ride whether you come or not girl i'm gone

[Verse 2: Marcus Nogood]

He a lame girl you with a lame nigga who u fucking with
Gang girl im with my main niggas that i'm fucking with
E's Up that's all you see girl the fuck you mean girl
Please girl not here to please girls unless you with me girl
Who you riding with best move in silence bitch i'm eye'n this
Goals i'm chasing bitch no hoes i'm chasing bitch I'm anxious
With
My time i'm handling supply demanding in the band i'm in
Consistency I'm moving swiftly I'm bout my swiz and cheese
Missing me I know she missing me
Ain't what it used to be
Crucially I rip the booth indeed it's
To the roof for me
No coming down It's like they coming round
When all the funds around when pockets thin they wasn't rocking with me
Now i'm popping in.. The game and shit