Another One Gone

A wise man once told me
That when you rent a car you
You do what you want, go where you wanna go
As you please
But when you go to turn that car in you gotta pay the price
In life, you do what you wanna do
When you wanna do it with your hands and your body but
But it's like, when your time up
You gotta pay the price

That's another one gone
When God calling you gone pick up the phone
Man just love me while I'm here case I ain't making it home
I been going thru some pain I got a lot going on
But would you rather live with pain or would you let go your soul?
See I was chose, to tell my story like I'm writing a book
I got to chapter 23, but the conclusion unsure
No matter how much on plate I'm still gon eat I ain't full
Cuz I remember all them days that I ain't eat shit at all
Let's take a walk, listen up I got my rights and my wrongs
My heart cold, I can't feel love, you would've thought that it froze
And I been shutting people out I been in one of those modes
Cuz I can't let them get inside that's why I'm playing a zone
So play yo role, to the T, and I bet not hear you switching it up
It ain't no clicking up I'm where niggas gon keep them semis tucked
Let the trigger buss, and them 40's they can get finger fucked
And if I said I loved you just call me and I'll clean it up
Uh just call me and I'll clean it up,
With no questions asked Imma sweep it like a cleaning truck
Catch us with the pills, I'm like Juice Imma eat em up
Legends live forever and death not even keeping up
Death not even uh
Death not even
Catch us with the pills, I'm like Juice Imma eat em up
Legends live forever and death not even keeping up

Uh that's another one gone, that's another fallen soldier
That's another one gone, that's one more not coming home
Man that's another one gone, man I wish he had his pole
Cuz that's another one gone
Uh uh that's another one gone, that's another fallen soldier
That's another one gone, that's one more not coming home
Man that's another one gone, man I wish he had his pole
Cuz that's another one gone

Gone, he ain't never coming back
Why die for where you from and where you from still on the map
Why the fuck you be so selfish you got kids who got they back?
Man we knew you wasn't no bitch but now yo kids ain't got no dad
Now I gotta ride with mags, the block hot you won't catch me slipping
I ain't finna play no games, this ain't no exhibition
I ain't even from the west but gotta keep a Smith &
Keep extensions, for them niggas tripping, it's gon be the ending
Life is like the fakest Rollie cuz the clock keep ticking
We running out of all these seconds and minutes
All the things you never did I bet you wish that you did it
Any grudges that you had just clear your head and forget it
Uh clear yo head and forget it
All the things you never did I bet you wish that you did it
Cuz we slowly running out of all these seconds and minutes
Life is like the fakest Rollie cuz the clock keep ticking



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Writer(s): Prince Washington
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