Gone (feat. TB$ Zell)
How am I wrong
I drop the top then I'm gone
Baby what's going on
When she throw it back, man
That shit so strong
It's hard for me to hold on
Like I'm in a spaceship already gone
I'm gone
So far gone
Gone
Tell me how am I wrong
I'm just smoking on my gas it's so strong
When she throw that ass back it's so strong
I don't gotta move like a pole for telephones
And I got my gold chain on when I flow
Yeah, gold watch on when I flow
Babygirl I'm dripping like a water Buffalo
Booty move like a water bed on the floor (Yeah, yeah)
But I know I gotta keep myself in control
That pussy is temptation and the real niggas know
If a nigga leeching then that nigga gotta go
And that includes women, anyone with ten toes
Releasing everything that keeps hindering the growth
I ain't worried bout' no drama
I'm just worried bout' the dough
Thinking bout' my city and considering my folks
Knowing thyself
That's the motherfuckin' goal
I talk to my weed that's why that motherfucka smoke (Yeah)
I talk to my weed that's why that motherfucka smoke like that
How am I wrong
I drop the top then I'm gone
Baby what's going on
When she throw it back, mane, that shit so strong
It's hard for me to hold on
Like I'm in a spaceship already gone
I'm gone
So far gone
Gone
Two wrongs don't make a right
Trying to understand this game of life
Two wrongs don't make a right (Yeah)
I drop the top then I'm gone
Baby what's going on
When she throw it back, man
That shit so strong
It's hard for me to hold on
Like I'm in a spaceship already gone
I'm gone
So far gone
Gone
Tell me how am I wrong
I'm just smoking on my gas it's so strong
When she throw that ass back it's so strong
I don't gotta move like a pole for telephones
And I got my gold chain on when I flow
Yeah, gold watch on when I flow
Babygirl I'm dripping like a water Buffalo
Booty move like a water bed on the floor (Yeah, yeah)
But I know I gotta keep myself in control
That pussy is temptation and the real niggas know
If a nigga leeching then that nigga gotta go
And that includes women, anyone with ten toes
Releasing everything that keeps hindering the growth
I ain't worried bout' no drama
I'm just worried bout' the dough
Thinking bout' my city and considering my folks
Knowing thyself
That's the motherfuckin' goal
I talk to my weed that's why that motherfucka smoke (Yeah)
I talk to my weed that's why that motherfucka smoke like that
How am I wrong
I drop the top then I'm gone
Baby what's going on
When she throw it back, mane, that shit so strong
It's hard for me to hold on
Like I'm in a spaceship already gone
I'm gone
So far gone
Gone
Two wrongs don't make a right
Trying to understand this game of life
Two wrongs don't make a right (Yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Myles Hardy
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