Gone
Nights in the city are getting blurry
Baby's asking me "come again" like she never heard me
Women ask for shots like we live in Turkey the flow is like surgery cos it's literally turning their faces burgundy
Retrograded moments and dreams of winning a mercury
But maybe chasing accolades would leave me stuck in purgatory
I grew up on grime, but hiphop was the insurgency, had lyrics on the blackberry curving the hate incurred on me
Hotel suites with diabetic amenities, easily Swayed by Sirius periods of tranquility
I equate a break to complacence and comfortability maybe my insecurity's not doing enough
Don't know who I can trust
Now that clout is a drug
And that dopamine rush could burn bridge into dust
I ain't saying I'm the greatest but I'm right on the cusp
Cos I believe in my own vision more than anyone does
The biggest risk they'll ever take is never taking one
They know that boy Jay-don't miss like Jada's son, we send em on a paper run
I paper chase for leisure
This baddie's unemployed but she's giving me work and pleasure
They say I'm atheist cos when I hear their lyrics, they're hard to believe
I know a million you's and only one version of me
Realised my biggest regret was mercifully letting them breathe
Dinners with millionaire Execs about pushing the scene
Maybe my talents my biggest burden
The passion never left cos I'm stain like wash detergent
Feeling at home on stage but bars upholding the curtain, my confidence a facade for the fact that nothing is certain
Maybe sipping this bourbon will make me feel less suburban, a resident in the game but dem nah see it like they're German
Show me all your friends and I'll show you where your morals reside, it's do or die and girl I'm feeling alive
I'm the definition of
Moving slowly but surely
And now they can't ignore me
Cause I'm gone, gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone
He told her if she cheats then he won't let her seek redemption
Beauty's in the eye of the one that's got her attention
Superficial standards might not lead her to perfection
And acting like she loves him will only breed more resentment
Weakened by her need for validation
Chasing (Jason) wants and needs but couldn't state 'em Statham
Unsure (Shaw) like beach vacations
She blames it on his lyrics and all his throwaway statements
He blames it on the records he heard in his fathers basement
Tory's run the city, I just focus where my lane is
Checking for a pulse the only time I watch faces
My mental rolodex is way to evasive the neighbours are filing complaints cos even my deepest thoughts are abrasive
No regard. No remorse
Learnt that no one opens doors
Had to pick the lock before the Mic and then I stayed the Kors
Women spend the night who wouldn't give me time of day before, is this the life I've waited for? Or should I pray more?
Flipping the bird to my ex chick
Like Elon, the next whip
Might be on, the drive of a young phenom
My baby likes McQueens let her put my acheles heel on
And like the chain I got her, on their neck is my where my foot belongs
If time is money then I need at least an eon
So I don't care if they don't think I'm cold, that's just a season
I've been waiting patiently to find another reason but realised that I'm pastor point of speaking to a deacon
I'm the definition of
Moving slowly but surely
And now they can't ignore me
Cause I'm gone, gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone
Cause I'm so gone
And now they can't
And now you won't
Cause that's just not my story
Baby's asking me "come again" like she never heard me
Women ask for shots like we live in Turkey the flow is like surgery cos it's literally turning their faces burgundy
Retrograded moments and dreams of winning a mercury
But maybe chasing accolades would leave me stuck in purgatory
I grew up on grime, but hiphop was the insurgency, had lyrics on the blackberry curving the hate incurred on me
Hotel suites with diabetic amenities, easily Swayed by Sirius periods of tranquility
I equate a break to complacence and comfortability maybe my insecurity's not doing enough
Don't know who I can trust
Now that clout is a drug
And that dopamine rush could burn bridge into dust
I ain't saying I'm the greatest but I'm right on the cusp
Cos I believe in my own vision more than anyone does
The biggest risk they'll ever take is never taking one
They know that boy Jay-don't miss like Jada's son, we send em on a paper run
I paper chase for leisure
This baddie's unemployed but she's giving me work and pleasure
They say I'm atheist cos when I hear their lyrics, they're hard to believe
I know a million you's and only one version of me
Realised my biggest regret was mercifully letting them breathe
Dinners with millionaire Execs about pushing the scene
Maybe my talents my biggest burden
The passion never left cos I'm stain like wash detergent
Feeling at home on stage but bars upholding the curtain, my confidence a facade for the fact that nothing is certain
Maybe sipping this bourbon will make me feel less suburban, a resident in the game but dem nah see it like they're German
Show me all your friends and I'll show you where your morals reside, it's do or die and girl I'm feeling alive
I'm the definition of
Moving slowly but surely
And now they can't ignore me
Cause I'm gone, gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone
He told her if she cheats then he won't let her seek redemption
Beauty's in the eye of the one that's got her attention
Superficial standards might not lead her to perfection
And acting like she loves him will only breed more resentment
Weakened by her need for validation
Chasing (Jason) wants and needs but couldn't state 'em Statham
Unsure (Shaw) like beach vacations
She blames it on his lyrics and all his throwaway statements
He blames it on the records he heard in his fathers basement
Tory's run the city, I just focus where my lane is
Checking for a pulse the only time I watch faces
My mental rolodex is way to evasive the neighbours are filing complaints cos even my deepest thoughts are abrasive
No regard. No remorse
Learnt that no one opens doors
Had to pick the lock before the Mic and then I stayed the Kors
Women spend the night who wouldn't give me time of day before, is this the life I've waited for? Or should I pray more?
Flipping the bird to my ex chick
Like Elon, the next whip
Might be on, the drive of a young phenom
My baby likes McQueens let her put my acheles heel on
And like the chain I got her, on their neck is my where my foot belongs
If time is money then I need at least an eon
So I don't care if they don't think I'm cold, that's just a season
I've been waiting patiently to find another reason but realised that I'm pastor point of speaking to a deacon
I'm the definition of
Moving slowly but surely
And now they can't ignore me
Cause I'm gone, gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone
Cause I'm so gone
And now they can't
And now you won't
Cause that's just not my story
Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Onyeka, Jay Wilcox, Tomas Spisak
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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