I’m Gone

Lyrics

[Prod. by Jordeaux] [Intro] *Samples* [Verse 1] Break it down, roll it up Light it up then take a puff Fuck them niggas, I don't give a fuck Just twist the blunt, tell that bitch shut up Got too much on my mind Need some green just so I can concentrate It's money on my mind Cause a nigga bein' broke gon' make me contemplate On comittin', but I don't mean relationships Finally discovered I ain't made for it Cause when these women play mind games, I let 'em wait for me Just so I can let 'em play with the tip Put my heart in every word so that you know it's real Yeah the flow forreal, you know the boy is ill Take a hit outta this blunt and you choke forreal Yeah they say my heart rich, but I'm broken still To my mama I am sorry, but I need the weed The THC reveals what I couldn't see Look in the mirror, how could this be? The same nigga starin' back still wasn't me I am a shell of my old self, but a newer me My old friends still actin' like they knew me But if you knew me, then obviously You stopped talkin' to me, it ain't a problem, my G 'Cause my niggas gon' be right here Yeah my niggas gon' be right here I ain't goin' nowhere I'm gon' be right here Strike you niggas with fear, let me make this shit clear I am the drug inside your ear Fuckin' up ya lungs, takin' out all of the air And if niggas on they high horse tryna get fly I swat 'em out the air [Break] I'm gone I'm gone I'm gone I said I'm gone My nigga I'm gone Or am I wrong? Man fuck it I'm home Let me get into my zone [Verse 2] They said I'm far from the man that I used to be I'm sorry but I'm tryna get used to me My new chick said "Why you cut me off?" Told her that I'm still searchin' for who could I be I'm learnin' that problems can never be solved Unless I face 'em head on, but I take my head off Lifted I'm gone and I'm facin' my problems The wrong way but I still say fuck it I need this I'm dead wrong, but it feel like I'm livin' right Feel like I'm livin' like tomorrow is my last day Wish I could listen to you, but you're irrelevant I only hear whatever that cash say And if my car should crash today, would it be a sad day? Fuck it I'm chillin' with my grams, aye And if they let me into Heaven ahh fuck it I'm blessed Might sneak in through the gates with a couple of grams, aye [Outro: Justin Torres + {Sample} This ain't an apology This is forgiveness Self reflection {At least I got to see you one last time}