I'm Gone Looking around glass, 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 Damn, now I'm driving Ferrarri's 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 Audemars/Breguet **** Just left the hood, word to the 5th Dist Bout to cop a G, tear the roof like Diddy And my city color purple n*gga, no Celie It takes time when you plotting on the beat I kill it, I bet I kill it, producer witness to see B*tches stand on their feet, handicap get out your seat Got that buzz: Lil B, sting a b*tch: Ali Comparing tighter rappers, but my songs greater Just compare me to **** dealers and ballplayers Cause I'm a **** ass n*gga and I ball, player Never save a ho, can't even get a Life Saver We gon f*ck our way to the top and fall later So I'ma f*ck her, never call her later Skinny n*gga got my weight up Middle finger to my haters, why you chasing? We erase em Muf*cka I'm gone! Middle finger to my haters, muf*cka why you hating? I'm gone I ain't really wanna do it but I did it to em, n*gga I'm gone Leave the beat **** alone, leave the ******** at home, I'm gone Even though I'm out of here, n*gga gotta keep it real, I'm gone She f*ckin with me, these n*ggas 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*gga, I'm younger You fold up under pressure I'm good straight in the stretches 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 bumper 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*ggas thing they sweet, they can't even pay their incidentals I'm detrimental on any instrumental I ain't pulling teeth, n*gga better hide your pillow Chew these rappers to the f*cking grizzle Bad to the bone, red zippers, Mike ****le, I'm gone Middle finger to my haters, muf*cka why you hating? I'm gone I ain't really wanna do it but I did it to em, n*gga I'm gone Leave the beat **** alone, leave the ******** at home, I'm gone Even though I'm out of here, n*gga gotta keep it real, I'm gone 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 will 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 of what I am So I was waiting on a doctor man, patient as I am I guess a 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-ass *****, that b*tch came straight from Iran My jewelry made in Japan, I'm off California drugs And where I made my money? N*gga, all of the above I could count my inner circle on my hands and my feet Passing joints long as a branch cause it's family tree Doing "kush-ups" man cause the **** too strong I'm a G + 1 what's that muthaf*ck? That's gone