I'm Gone
Say what you feeling
My nigga
Straight off the jump
Me I'm on a race
Heavy pedal
When I pump
Heavy metal
The metal will Blast
If you want
Click clack
Kaboom
Never the type
To front
Oh lord
The stars shining
Nigga
You on them runtz
If you think
For one second
I'm losing
Uh uh uh uhh
A microphone fiend
Been running
Like Forrest Gump
My city
Palm of my hand
Good hands
All state is with me
Yippee ki-yay
Muthafucka die hard shit
Charge it to the game
All credit
Some me interest
Ting
My hot lines
Bling
On everything
Turn trash
Into treasure
Hot fire
From ya rumpke
Simple nigga
Figure the flow
Is realer
Cause I spit it
From perspectives
Relative
From average niggas
Though I'm far
From average
Greater than ya mean
Mathematically
So obscene
Cause a scene
On ya scene
Fake nigga
Ah man
Watch my flavor
The way I cook shit
Stir crazy
Yet I'm coolin'
Calm and collected
These days
Always
Stay on my own shit
Thoughts man
Let em out
No need to judge this
All on my own
Already won
I got my own
No need for talk
All action I'm gone
All on my own
Already won
I got my own
No need for talk
All action I'm gone
Fresh up off the palate
Peep the canvas
Illustrated
On a island
Shiny waters
Sipping liquor
Wit my lady
Wit my cellular
On silent
Pinky up
When I'm sipping
Only clear
Is the water
All dark is my liquor
Figure Out
The world ain't with me
On the right side
Of the canvas
Is a darker vivid picture
Of my niggas
Dead on campus
Fighting for the life
Of freedom
Law enforcement
Shooting hammers
At our peaceful demonstrations
Know your rights
Get education
On it
Weaponizing my wording
Yes power
Within the tongue
Tongue tied
Over lies you speaking
I am not the one
One of one
You just one of many
Many chosen ones
I'm the call
I was called
No collect
Show respect
Muthafucka
Show respect
Momma know
My mouth is dirty
Even for her last breath
Explanation
In the chorus
Pay attention
When you listen
Yeah you hear me
Did you listen though
Ears open
Hear you go
Ah man
Watch my flavor
The way I cook shit
Stir crazy
Yet I'm coolin'
Calm and collected
These days
Always
Stay on my own shit
Thoughts man
Let em out
No need to judge this
All on my own
Already won
I got my own
No need for talk
All action I'm gone
All on my own
Already won
I got my own
No need for talk
All action I'm gone
My nigga
Straight off the jump
Me I'm on a race
Heavy pedal
When I pump
Heavy metal
The metal will Blast
If you want
Click clack
Kaboom
Never the type
To front
Oh lord
The stars shining
Nigga
You on them runtz
If you think
For one second
I'm losing
Uh uh uh uhh
A microphone fiend
Been running
Like Forrest Gump
My city
Palm of my hand
Good hands
All state is with me
Yippee ki-yay
Muthafucka die hard shit
Charge it to the game
All credit
Some me interest
Ting
My hot lines
Bling
On everything
Turn trash
Into treasure
Hot fire
From ya rumpke
Simple nigga
Figure the flow
Is realer
Cause I spit it
From perspectives
Relative
From average niggas
Though I'm far
From average
Greater than ya mean
Mathematically
So obscene
Cause a scene
On ya scene
Fake nigga
Ah man
Watch my flavor
The way I cook shit
Stir crazy
Yet I'm coolin'
Calm and collected
These days
Always
Stay on my own shit
Thoughts man
Let em out
No need to judge this
All on my own
Already won
I got my own
No need for talk
All action I'm gone
All on my own
Already won
I got my own
No need for talk
All action I'm gone
Fresh up off the palate
Peep the canvas
Illustrated
On a island
Shiny waters
Sipping liquor
Wit my lady
Wit my cellular
On silent
Pinky up
When I'm sipping
Only clear
Is the water
All dark is my liquor
Figure Out
The world ain't with me
On the right side
Of the canvas
Is a darker vivid picture
Of my niggas
Dead on campus
Fighting for the life
Of freedom
Law enforcement
Shooting hammers
At our peaceful demonstrations
Know your rights
Get education
On it
Weaponizing my wording
Yes power
Within the tongue
Tongue tied
Over lies you speaking
I am not the one
One of one
You just one of many
Many chosen ones
I'm the call
I was called
No collect
Show respect
Muthafucka
Show respect
Momma know
My mouth is dirty
Even for her last breath
Explanation
In the chorus
Pay attention
When you listen
Yeah you hear me
Did you listen though
Ears open
Hear you go
Ah man
Watch my flavor
The way I cook shit
Stir crazy
Yet I'm coolin'
Calm and collected
These days
Always
Stay on my own shit
Thoughts man
Let em out
No need to judge this
All on my own
Already won
I got my own
No need for talk
All action I'm gone
All on my own
Already won
I got my own
No need for talk
All action I'm gone
Credits
Writer(s): Devin Thomas
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