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marques martin - fine then, im gone lyrics

[intro]

i’m really that n+gga, ain’t n0body else
she, they, them, better then me? (what the f+ck is going on?)
and if they dont want me, who cares?

[verse 1]

i’m the
i’m the
i’m the
i’m the, biggest the rat to my own work
told the world who i was who i am
and who the f+ck am i to even think you’d give d+mn?
20,000 words verbs heard round the world
now its aye cest la vie louis v twin the pearls
hey look at me
im the rapper with the girls
don’t get it twirled
still aiming at ya head
like a widows peek
to be, or not be+
let the riddle speak
at tenth hour an invite to twins shower
after powder we conversated bout “end power”
told the two what goes up must twin tower
a sick dude gots sweet tooths’s for grin’s sour
[chorus]

im only just a man
ain’t nothing special
follow me home to find i got an extra aunties pretzel
maybe i’ll check out some new docs
bump some instrumentals
only privacy is my thoughts
the toughest game is mental
we know what you said was just some bars ya whole persona rental
it only stay up in them lines like a f+ckin stencil

i be, i be
cold chilling
cook up in the summer
make it hot for the winter

[verse 2]

i’m only just a man
another bronze medal
i work my 9+5 and f+ck my girl
i fantasize throwing money signs in every ghetto
it’s something deeper in this lifetime i’m finna pedal
they call us pioneers funny thing is we ain’t finna settle
i know my ideas past light years finna play catch up
in 5 years they’ll be like “awe yeah he was something special”
till then you filling in like them drums under heavy metal
[verse 3]

i’m only one man thinking one thing
if you don’t want it you don’t gotta take it n+gga leave
fine then im gone

if i cut you off it’s gon put you in a rut
look around homie i could tell you why you stuck

fine then, i’m gone

[verse 4]

f+ck reaching up im out reaching out
all my n+ggas gon get cuts
ain’t no matter what side of the blade
aintt gon change we goin up
s/o to brooklyn but this strictly for my n+ggas tho
make the beat, record my speech, and talk my sh+t like fígaro
walk with so much green on me they start to call me piccolo
bean on me, the lean on me, say “team” on 3 let’s get it hoe
imagine me, on dnd backyard in greece, a seminole
comfort of my garden
making plays im tom thibedau
scheme on we and t&t gon turn you to a simulation
heavy mind im sick of waiting
sp+ce and time in syncopation
fine then, im gone
fine then, im gone

[outro : female,

- marques martin lyrics

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