I'm Gone (feat. Big Sean)

Looking around glass, my future is in the past

I'm rearranging 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 Ferrari's, fucking random bitches

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 shit

Just left the hood, word to the 5th Dist'

'Bout to cop a G, tear the roof like Diddy

And my city color purple, ****, no ceiling

It take time when you plying on the beat

I kill it, I bet I kill it

Producer witness and see

Bitches standing on they feet, handicap, get out your seat

Got that buzz, Lil' B, sting a bitch, Ali

Comparing tighter rappers but my song's greater

Just compare me to dope dealers and ball players

'Cause I'm a dope ass **** and I ball, player

Never save a ho, can't even get a life saver

She gon' fuck her way to the top then fall later

So I'ma fucking never call her later

A skinny ****, got my weight up

Middle finger to my haters, why you chasing

We erase 'em muhfucka, I'm gone

Middle finger to my haters, muhfucka, why you hating, I'm gone

I ain't really wanna do it but I did it to 'em, ****, I'm gone

Leave the beat shit alone, leave the bullshit at home, I'm gone

Even though I'm outta here, **** gotta keep it real, I'm gone

She fucking with me, these **** ain't fucking with me

Got my mind on my money, my money piling up hunnids

You say you did it, I done it

You old, ****, I'm younger

You fold up under pressure

I'm good straight in the stretchers

Bitches pecking my wood, wood chukka chukka

Never gave two fucks, double rubbers

Die 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 sans

**** think they sweet, they can't even pay their incidentals

I'm detrimental on any instrumental

I ain't pulling teeth, ****, better hide your pillow

Chew these rappers to the fucking gristle

Bad to the bone, red zippers, Mike Jizzle, **** gone

Middle finger to my haters, muhfucka, why you hating, I'm gone

I ain't really wanna do it but I did it to 'em, ****, I'm gone

Leave the beat shit alone, leave the bullshit at home, I'm gone

Even though I'm outta here, **** gotta keep it real, I'm gone

Middle finger to my haters, muhfucka, why you hating, I'm gone

I ain't really wanna do it but I did it to 'em, ****, I'm gone

Leave the beat shit alone, leave the bullshit at home, I'm gone

Even though I'm outta here, **** gotta keep it real, I'm gone

B.I.G.

Finally famous in this

I say, fuck sleep, stayed up, fuck you, pay up

Always gotta 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 'round like we finna lay in the sand

Redeye's to Rome and they connecting to France

With some bomb-ass pussy, that bitch came straight from Iran

My jewelry made in Japan, I'm off California drugs

And where I made my money, huh, ****, 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 up's man 'cause the weed too strong

I'm a G plus one, what's that, motherfucker, that's gone

Said, I'm a G plus one, what's that, motherfucker, that's gone

Lil' bitch