It's Gone

Hitting my phone like you want smoke don't ever think you gone be safe
Don't you got the addy, then come and get at me, don't at me just to catch case
If you know Luciano he don't do bad business there's consequences if you play
Time is money and money on mind, touch mine someone getting sprayed

Young nigga getting the cake
We finessed him he thought it was straight
Can't save no hoes I don't wear capes
Only courtrooms if I'm talking dates

Gone eat everything on my plate
If it's beef I'm gone let me dogs taste
Fuck on yo bitch, wrist was the bait
Kissed me on check and said have a nice day

What type of time is you on
We can take it wherever you wanna take it
Shit I spit sick working on my patience

Talking tough but in person swear he ain't say shit
See I'm not from this earth I'm a spaceling
Oh that boy right there hot ain't no point in macing
If it's up there it's stuck there got fuel for spaceships
Please don't bring her around me she might get taken
If they won't round from start I'm gone give them Nathan

But penetration
Demonstrations
Chicks related
Guess they craving
Left em aching
Checks I'm chasing

Chip on my shoulder
Stick in the holster
Tryna find feelings, yea that's the stuff, Hostess
Told mamma don't worry gone do what I'm pose ta
Burned me some bridges Glock for those who closer
Getting the paper in J's not no loafers
Back in my bag and this ain't come from Krogers
He was up next all along what he told us
But they switched up and they thought I wouldn't notice
Excuse the aroma I know that it's potent
Trusting my grind ain't just going thru motions
He did me dirty my downfall he hoping
He try me we make sure we split his wig open



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Writer(s): Jeremy Ruffin
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