Gone in the Wind

I don't care if I get along with a friend
I'm my own best friend belong with a twin
You ain't never pickup the phone when it's Grim
No more friendship it's gone in the wind
Can't show love that shit for the birds
Yeah I love her but I had to kick her to the curb
I got shot so much it fucked up all my nerves
I ain't doing no talking I ran out of words
I say we lacking communication
She say I don't listen
Everything i say for motivation
This shit for the trenches
My life is a Grim Adventure
No Mandy I'm smoking on Billy Kimber
He made it through summer got hit in the winter these niggas got hidden agendas

Seem like just yesterday bullets was taking my breath away
Send that boy up make him levitate
I am a heavyweight I heard you run with them featherweights hit the cutline I don't never wait
My pockets fat they obese I drop racks on my feet try to rob I send you to a better place
I got some niggas in jail got some niggas in hell but I know granny up in them heaven gates
Lately been stressing too much ain't been resting enough I might take the time out and go meditate
I tote automatics if I see a opp and its static then you know this shit finna escalate
Try take a bomb I gotta detonate
That mean I'm blowing you up
He rap about it like we knowing he tough
No love lost I'm just showing too much
My bitch doing too much

I don't care if I get along with a friend
I'm my own best friend belong with a twin
You ain't never pickup the phone when it's Grim
No more friendship it's gone in the wind
Can't show love that shit for the birds
Yeah I love her but I had to kick her to the curb
I got shot so much it fucked up all my nerves
I ain't doing no talking I ran out of words
I say we lacking communication
She say I don't listen
Everything i say for motivation
This shit for the trenches
My life is a Grim Adventure
No Mandy I'm smoking on Billy Kimber
He made it through summer got hit in the winter these niggas got hidden agendas



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Writer(s): Habib Yansaneh
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