Gone (feat. K-young)

So for love..
It’s what the game did to us
Yea
It’s what a mean is

The wrong man spinnin’
My mind is running around in circles
I can’t even hear the thoughts I’m thinkin’
Cuz I’m gone, I’m gone, gone gone
Cuz I’m gone, I’m gone, gone gone

Talkin’ to myself, I tell me Crooked as real as this?
Life is a bitch and death wanna steal a kiss
Slap you when you’re born, when you’re gunning through your wrist
To see if your pulse still exist
Living in the belly of the beast is a real abyss
Walk in a straight line is what you’re entertainin’
You slang, you pay your bills, that‘s your yin and yang
The daily challenge to find balance within your brain
There’s something else, living in your heart other than your pain
I look as life as a lesson
For me to change is like a Rolex for a gift
No better time than the present
If not, I’mma be smokin’ chronic
Drinkin’ on vodka till I choke on my own vomit cuz life’s a broken promise

The wrong man spinnin’
My mind is running around in circles
I can’t even hear the thoughts I’m thinkin’
Cuz I’m gone, I’m gone, gone gone
Cuz I’m gone, I’m gone, gone gone

When that Slaughterhouse album comin’?
What’s the ETA? Where that good music at? Where that beats and yay?
It’s Crooked and y’all were only in that group to keep from being in the streets to distribute yay
This voice of marshal ‘bout to link and go their secret way
It’s Joe that started showin’ all these hoes like he the protégé of Stevie J for easy pay
Before y’all become a member would y’all please do us all a Kendrick?
Young money and then the G
These questions and suggestions they hard to maintain
When you fuck with Flex but you worry ‘bout Charlemagne
Cuz you from the D and you don’t get no radio play on home
Long as y’all playing Sean I’m good, I’m gone
Nigga I’m gone

The wrong man spinnin’
My mind is running around in circles
I can’t even hear the thoughts I’m thinkin’
Cuz I’m gone, I’m gone, gone gone
Cuz I’m gone, I’m gone, gone gone

Have you ever tried to stop crying but couldn’t?
Them shots fly in my hood and sometimes it’s the force of God that says bye bye to a good one
Does some slacks from in the back of that closet and button up
Don’t trouble up, when you approachin’ it’s more but that hug it’s tougher to make you asthmatic
Come can’t hack it but look at me
I wear my hat backwards and rap fantastic cuz I’m a G
Royce pause that block, I ride past that for them B’s but my niggas mathematics
Bad traffic skill in the streets
As long as they here, I’m there survivin’ for them ones
But they won’t stay there, I swear
Might ride ‘em out the slums
So when a gun is drawn in the hood made me good on my tour bus
Puffin’ pumpin’ this song, fuckin’ fans feelin’ lucky we gone

The wrong man spinnin’
My mind is running around in circles
I can’t even hear the thoughts I’m thinkin’
Cuz I’m gone, I’m gone, gone gone
Cuz I’m gone, I’m gone, gone gone

Thought we’d define the odds, I thought that we rather do storm
I thought I’ll meet you all on the some road, I thought that we’d never conform
Don’t tell me you bastards tricked me, don’t tell me that I was just wrong
Cuz Mel maskin’ their picks tell me what we’re about to perform
Though it was about to heat up, it’s taking a round to get warm
It’s not the fact that I love if we don’t get along
I swear we to been got
Though we could all se the writing on the wall
And after Shelly we was really excited as before
Made me deflect, I’ve been solo so long
It’s gotta sport me all when I’m immune to a shreader before
Becoming a victim of loyalty
We was slow cuttin’ this
My address is his fucking last
Won’t being happy, I know how I get many mistakes
If I let him fuck me this time it will be considered rape
We were saviours on our own terms
I’ve learned if any three of you have wavered, let me wave to walk away good

The wrong man spinnin’
My mind is running around in circles
I can’t even hear the thoughts I’m thinkin’
Cuz I’m gone, I’m gone, gone gone
Cuz I’m gone, I’m gone, gone gone