I’m Gone

[Prod. by Jordeaux]

[Intro]
*Samples*

[Verse 1]
Break it down, roll it up
Light it up then take a puff
Fuck them niggas, I don't give a fuck
Just twist the blunt, tell that bitch shut up
Got too much on my mind
Need some green just so I can concentrate
It's money on my mind
Cause a nigga bein' broke gon' make me contemplate
On comittin', but I don't mean relationships
Finally discovered I ain't made for it
Cause when these women play mind games, I let 'em wait for me
Just so I can let 'em play with the tip
Put my heart in every word so that you know it's real
Yeah the flow forreal, you know the boy is ill
Take a hit outta this blunt and you choke forreal
Yeah they say my heart rich, but I'm broken still
To my mama I am sorry, but I need the weed
The THC reveals what I couldn't see
Look in the mirror, how could this be?
The same nigga starin' back still wasn't me
I am a shell of my old self, but a newer me
My old friends still actin' like they knew me
But if you knew me, then obviously
You stopped talkin' to me, it ain't a problem, my G
'Cause my niggas gon' be right here
Yeah my niggas gon' be right here
I ain't goin' nowhere I'm gon' be right here
Strike you niggas with fear, let me make this shit clear
I am the drug inside your ear
Fuckin' up ya lungs, takin' out all of the air
And if niggas on they high horse tryna get fly
I swat 'em out the air

[Break]
I'm gone
I'm gone
I'm gone
I said I'm gone
My nigga I'm gone
Or am I wrong?
Man fuck it I'm home
Let me get into my zone

[Verse 2]
They said I'm far from the man that I used to be
I'm sorry but I'm tryna get used to me
My new chick said "Why you cut me off?"
Told her that I'm still searchin' for who could I be
I'm learnin' that problems can never be solved
Unless I face 'em head on, but I take my head off
Lifted I'm gone and I'm facin' my problems
The wrong way but I still say fuck it I need this
I'm dead wrong, but it feel like I'm livin' right
Feel like I'm livin' like tomorrow is my last day
Wish I could listen to you, but you're irrelevant
I only hear whatever that cash say
And if my car should crash today, would it be a sad day?
Fuck it I'm chillin' with my grams, aye
And if they let me into Heaven ahh fuck it I'm blessed
Might sneak in through the gates with a couple of grams, aye

[Outro: Justin Torres + {Sample}
This ain't an apology
This is forgiveness
Self reflection
{At least I got to see you one last time}