Gone

Yeah, yeah, ah
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 Yeah, let's go, ah, yo
 I ain't ever tryna flex, yo
 So cliche to say I'm next, yo
 I'm just running up my checks, got
 Haters coming at my neck, they
 Always fit it in the scheg, they
 Tryna push me to the edge, you
 Tired motherfuckers sleepin' on me, tryna get your ass outta bed
 And middle fingers through your magazine
 I don't really need your issues
 You bitches gonna need some tissue when I'll be coming with essentials
 I r&b these instrumentals and I do not have any chill
 Hella poppin' and I don't have any pills
 You just mad 'cause you don't have any skills
 Do what I wanted since day one with my homies and it had to be mills
 I'm just out here grinding
 Yeah, tryna get to shinin'
 Man, do what I wanna do because life will never let you rewind it
 I spark it, pass it, get it lit
 Let the stoners get a fix
 Hittin' homers in this bitch
 Over the wall
 I come through and kick it like evan, since mine is the best overall
 I'm gone
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 Yeah (yo)
 Yeah, livin' like I'm supposed to
 I've been on the road, I've been playin' shows
 I've been hella high, I've been hella low, you know how it goes
 Yo, booty pics on my Snapchat got me motivated, ey
 Yo, if you tryna give me props now boy, you so belated
 You late as fuck (late as fuck)
 I'm really tryna find a fuckin' crew
 That's as great as us (great as us)
 And my life story's so crazy you
 You would think I made it up (made it up)
 And my jay's thicker than a piggy bank
 I been savin' up (savin' up) and when it comes to fucks I ain't gave enough (gave enough)
 Man they still in the whip like
 Yo, my life is a movie you better go and grab your cannon
 I'm never not there
 I'm rollin' up when I take off
 And I roll up again when I'm landin'
 Pass it, get it, lit it
 Let the stoners get a fix
 I'm hittin' homers in this bitch
 Straight over the wall
 I come through and kick it like evan, since mine is the best overall
 I'm gone
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 Yeah, yeah, yeah