Gone

[INTRO]
Yeah, aye, yeah
Yeah!, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[VERSE]
Get it man, why can’t you get it man
Stack all these dividends, It’s in the ceilin’ man
I’m tryin’ a get a second floor
And whatever is in store, get galore
I don’t care I gotta get it before
All them niggas do it
Gotta employ myself, self-employ my health
Regards on it
Myself I been spittin’ four a minute, never stopping until I finish
You know I be up in it, in the ground
Gotta hold it down for them niggas that slippin’ up in my time
They just trashin’ [out]
On the fuckin’ couch
I ain’t really doubting
Fuck the word of mouth
And what you heard about
I’ve been in my town
I’ve been in my city
I’ve been for a visit now that you’re with them bitches
Got my hair twisted, body girl that I was givin’ fuckin’ [dits?]
I go so hard on that instrument
I go so hard on that can o’ [hand?]
I take the beat and I [strangest?] man
I got the fire nigga light a candle
Swear to nigga Imma be the man
I need to [shit?] on my own
Yeah when it’s so far from home
Damn that your nigga be gone
But I swear he in the zone
I ain’t got time for a no fun
Not just tryin’ a stack the funds
Nigga I’m here for the run
Ain’t never finna [?]
Ya’ll couldn’t get me on the wood, yeah
Pay for this bitch for fun, yeah
Now I’m in this bitch for the funds, yeah
Now my nigga got one with it
One with it, one with it, one with it
Now my nigga got one with it

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