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tyga - i'm gone lyrics

i’m gone
(feat. big sean)

[verse 1: tyga]
ugh, looking around gl-ss, my future is in the past
i’m re-arranging my life, i’m single and now i laugh
all of the moments we had, beginning and just the end
at the end, still ain’t friends, heard i was on your hit list
d-mn, now i’m driving ferrari f-cking random b-tches
people saying i made it but i don’t feel too different
wayne told me “close your eyes, they’ll never see your vision”
so i stay ready to die behind these biggie lenses
reinventing all the audemars/breguet sh-t
just left the hood, word to the 5th dist
bout to cop a g to the roof like diddy
and my city color purple n-gg-, no ceiling
it take time when you plying on the beat
i kill it, i bet i kill it
producer witness to see
b-tches standing on they feet, handicap get out your seat
got that buzz: lil b, sting a b-tch: ali
compare tighter rappers, but my songs greater
just compare me to dope dealers and ball players
cause i’m a dope -ss n-gg- and i ball player
never save a hoe, can’t even get a life saver
she gon f-ck her way to the top and fall later
so i’mma f-ckin never call her later
ugh, skinny n-gg- got my weight up
middle finger to my haters, why you chasing?
we ain’t racing, muf-cka i’m gone!

[hook]
middle finger to my haters, mu-f-cka why you hating? i’m gone
i ain’t really wanna do it but i did it to em, n-gg-, i’m gone
leave the beat sh-t alone, leave the bullsh-t at home, i’m gone
even though i’m out of here, n-gg- gotta keep it real, i’m gone

[verse 2: tyga]
she f-ckin with me, these n-gg-s ain’t f-ckin with me
got my mind on my money, my money piling up hundreds
you say you did it, i done it
you old n-gg-, i’m younger
you fold up under pressure
i’m good straighter then stretchers, ugh
b-tches pecking my wood: wood chuckka chuckka
never gave 2 f-cks: double rubbers
now your color turn your face to a red gusher
and your girl stick it to me like a car b-mper
never depended on anyone co-dependent
kept my thoughts to myself, i don’t need opinions
no middle mans, in the middle of my sands
n-gg-s thing they sweet, they can’t even pay their incidentals
i’m detrimental, on any instrumental
i ain’t pullin teeth, n-gg- better hide your pillow
to these rappers to the f-cking grizzle
bad to the bone, red zippers, mike j-zzle, n-gg- gone

[hook x2]
middle finger to my haters, mu-f-cka why you hating? i’m gone
i ain’t really wanna do it but i did it to em, n-gg-, i’m gone
leave the beat sh-t alone, leave the bullsh-t at home, i’m gone
even though i’m out of here, n-gg- gotta keep it real, i’m gone

[verse 3: big sean]
b.i.g., finally famous in this
i say f-ck sleep stayed up, f-ck you, pay up
always got the paycheck, never took a pay cut
payday’ll be worth all the broke nights i stayed up
so in my cup i’m mixing up whatever dreams are made of
not too many young g’s made it where i am
so i was waiting on a doctor man, patient as i am
i guess the young d-boy made it into a man
with girls half-naked around, like we finna land the sand
red-eyes to rome and they connecting to france
with some bomb–ss p-ssy, that b-tch came straight from iran
my jewelry made in j-pan, i’m off california drugs
and where i made my money? n-gg- all of the above
i could count my inner circle on my hands and my feet
p-ssing joints long as a branch cause it’s family tree
doing “kush-ups” man cause the weed too strong
i’m a g + one what’s that m-th-f-cka? that’s gone

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