Gone

[Intro] We like gone , gone, gone,gone, gone yeah, yeah, yeah We like gone, gone, gone, gone, gone yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1: T3] Uhh, it's the trill man , tell 'em how I feel man We top like standing on ceiling How they not going die when we killing shit Put in the box put the nail in Put the dirt right on top they on they tale end Went for trailing to highest in the sales and Getting paper down here quicker than mail man Now the haters going hate us cause they failing We greatest and latest can't you tell man Skip the convo, Back to the drawing board How fuck you cut a tree with lawnmower How the fuck you can't see we on the grind more We on some fly shit, niggas you can ride with I took a beat, and wrote verse and made a classic I did it first, y'all niggas last y'all can have this [Chorus: T3, Kam Corvet, Action Figures] We like gone, gone, gone,gone, gone yeah, yeah, yeah We like gone, gone, gone, gone, gone yeah, yeah, yeah Can we, take things, further than they seem And let the choir say (La, La, LA) And let the choir say (La, La, LA) you know we gotta uh, you know we got right (LA, La, LA,) you know we gotta uh, you know we got right you know we gotta uh, you know we got right So strap your wings on a cause we ready for flight [Verse 2: Young RJ] Young J, Seventh son, crate digger Mind's portrait masterpiece painting pictures The weapon and the arsenal the bomb That make you break your neck that dirty slums Top shelf Remy VS, no room for the B.S Be careful cause my niggas will get extra All you hard soft nigga's need a new texture Showtime act up I'm a play Dexter You nigga's mad you can't beat me Mad cause you can't be me I'm right in your face but you can't see me Like Ray or Stevie Or Jose Feliciano , you're blind baby blind to the facts I got a battle axe that shatter cataracts So you can see clear We ain't them it's SV yeah Bring the pressure, I'm in the upper echelon I'm killinh this shit I'm done [Chorus: T3, Kam Corvet, Action Figures] We like gone, gone, gone,gone, gone yeah, yeah, yeah We like gone, gone, gone, gone, gone yeah, yeah, yeah Can we, take things, further than they seem And let the choir say (La, La, LA) And let the choir say (La, La, LA) you know we gotta uh, you know we got right (LA, La, LA,) you know we gotta uh, you know we got right you know we gotta uh, you know we got right So strap your wings on a cause we ready for flight [Verse 3: BAHAMADIA] Through out the stratos, ora dominates the planets, so celestial with it, sky is not the limit Whole approach angle and quotes, guarantee we winning Here them sukas on the sidelines , sour like some lemons, they all scrimmage In the game certified plays, focus on different ways how to monetize everything My name main stay , make a couple bells ring No chick attempt to merge in my lane, fucking with the queen That's on everything, and I'm part time these days Whenever I engage , pick choice what I do, when it's applicable Proper protocol how you move when you rule Surface unexpectedly at the helm and resume , then lay a cause propagating truth Cause I'm always in tune , to what's true ,salute [Chorus: T3, Kam Corvet, Action Figures] We like gone, gone, gone,gone, gone yeah, yeah, yeah We like gone, gone, gone, gone, gone yeah, yeah, yeah Can we, take things, further than they seem And let the choir say (La, La, LA) And let the choir say (La, La, LA) you know we gotta uh, you know we got right (LA, La, LA,) you know we gotta uh, you know we got right you know we gotta uh, you know we got right So strap your wings on a cause we ready for flight