I'm gone, I'm gone
I can't see you haters with these dark shades on
I'm gone, I'm gone
I'm leaving feel free to get your hate on
I'm gone, I'm gone
Phone on silent ain't nobody calling
I'm gone, I'm gone
Sorry girl you won't see me in the morning
Birds eye view and I ain't seeing from a distance
In fact I got bad vision, everything different
This shit sounding good this is a star track
I'm light years ahead, this is a star track
I don't see captain kirk where the **** is Mr Spock?
Alamo your a jerk, all eyes on me like 2Pac
Money in my tube sock, I get numbers do the math
5 minutes pass, she in the bag, now she drunk call a cab
God bless the child, that can rhyme a gift at gab
And my rapping skills will bring me everything you neva had
Shout out to New York, the hood say I'm outta reach
On sum Lebron ****, I'm my talents to South Beach
I got money on my mind don't mean to ignoring
But my girl keeps on callin, and everything you say sounds boring
Like many money say me say mang mang mang
In New England singing I'm gone, like Go N-E
I'm gone, I'm gone
I can't see you haters with these dark shades on
I'm gone, I'm gone
I'm leaving feel free to get your hate on
I'm gone, I'm gone
Phone on silent ain't nobody calling
I'm gone, I'm gone
Sorry girl you won't see me in the morning
Yo I'm tryna get this paper but these ***** ****** hatin
I'm gone off that kush, yeah I'm high to the ceiling
Ya crew a bunch of weirdos go to court and start singing
And you the type of ***** sell white and start sniffing
I stay fresh to death in the Louie Vuitton lenin
Fresh pair of tims my jeans are true religion
Ya time is running out like a rapper who style bitten
I'm above the competition just call me Blake Griffin
We the big three ain't lying no fiction
If you can't stand the head get the **** up out the kitchen
I'm rockstar living my swag is authentic
Crisco smooth ***** I been slick
Sleep with one eye open, Slick Rick
I'm taking over the game dog, Michael Vick
Who are you? where i'm at? I'm Jason Bourne
I ****** your *****, disappeared... Poof I'm gone
I'm gone, I'm gone
I can't see you haters with these dark shades on
I'm gone, I'm gone
I'm leaving feel free to get your hate on
I'm gone, I'm gone
Phone on silent ain't nobody calling
I'm gone, I'm gone
Sorry girl you won't see me in the morning
Superstar that's me, yes my life a movie
Super fly head to toe, everything is Louis
Tearing up terrain like a steel grain battle axe
My battle raps rattle cats-like vicious dogs I'm barking back
Swiftest, yes my gift is, spitting til' my kidney cracks
My brain leavels maxed out, blood flow like tampax
Houston, Atlanta, Vegas yes I fly out on the regular
Always gone never home call my schedule irregular
We sitting on the thrown, ya'll ain't even second best
Your fame got a second left, RIP type to rest
This the new generation, WBG be the team
Alamo, BP, Jeff Li, holding down the scene
Unique as random chance, you lames don't stand a chance
Compete against us? Take your L, you won't advance
THey just mad cuz we took their place
Let em hate, I'm gone out of space
I'm gone, I'm gone
I can't see you haters with these dark shades on
I'm gone, I'm gone
I'm leaving feel free to get your hate on
I'm gone, I'm gone
Phone on silent ain't nobody calling
I'm gone, I'm gone
Sorry girl you won't see me in the morning