I'm Gone

[Chorus] I'm gone Everything I got, man I got it on my own In the city going ham with that strong Hit the club and pop some bottles, burn this kush, and then I'm gone Million dollar schedule, I got a flight to catch baby I'm gone Lil mama call me up talking 'bout "Dolph you dead wrong" But I could gives a fuck a bitch, quit calling my phone Go get you a broke ass nigga that like to sit at home For me I got to make shit happen so I'm gone [Verse 1] [?] gucci locs, welcome to Dolph world Shawty said her nigga ain't shit she wanna be Dolph girl Now everywhere I go they say "Young Dolph bring a large crowd" My bitch quiet and freaky my smoke sack [?] and extra loud [?] gucci locs, welcome to Dolph world Shawty said her nigga ain't shit she wanna bе Dolph girl Now everywherе I go they say "Young Dolph bring a large crowd" My bitch quiet and freaky, my smoke sack [?] and extra loud The hottest nigga in the city, the rest of these niggas [?] Dolph in and out the city, so Dolph money come in pounds Dolph in and out the trap, so Dolph money come in pounds Dolph don't go to the circus so I don't fuck with the clowns Im doing eighty, rolling up the stanky on the freeway Pour up me a four, go to the club, fuck with the DJ Call me Young Dolph or you can call me [?] later Bitches always give it to me now 'cause there ain't a later [Chorus] I'm gone Everything I got, man I got it on my own In the city going ham with that strong Hit the club and pop some bottles, burn this kush, and then I'm gone Million dollar schedule, I got a flight to catch baby I'm gone Lil mama call me up talking 'bout "Dolph you dead wrong" But I could gives a fuck a bitch, quit calling my phone Go get you a broke ass nigga that like to sit at home For me I got to make shit happen so I'm gone [Verse 2] I'm high as hell, I think I'm hearing shit, its just my phone I'm smoking on this stupid stanky, OG got me stoned The shit you smelling [?] that's my cologne I gave aunty a joint to smoke she said "that shit too strong" My reefer bill eight thousand a month because Im [?] Let Cheech and Chong hit my blunt they damn near cough up they lungs I took nothing turned it into something made it happen I got that loud and I can't even control the trappin' I keep a cup of codeine just to chase my smoking habit What you know about out the kitchen late night trappin'? Been in the kitchen ain't touched the stove [?] Hard work pays off and I ain't broke a sweat [Chorus] I'm gone Everything I got, man I got it on my own In the city going ham with that strong Hit the club and pop some bottles, burn this kush, and then I'm gone Million dollar schedule, I got a flight to catch baby I'm gone Lil mama call me up talking 'bout "Dolph you dead wrong" But I could gives a fuck a bitch, quit calling my phone Go get you a broke ass nigga that like to sit at home For me I got to make shit happen so I'm gone [Verse 3] I must confess that mary jane bitch I love her man She keep me in the gucci store spending rubber bands Pop the trunk grab the black gucci duffel bag Keep bubba kush [?] the hood, call me bubba man The white girls cool, but I don't trust 'em man She got these niggas out here snitchin' I'm like fuck 'em man Smoking OG waiting on this [?] from Phoenix dog Sell a twenty pack and spend it all in Lenox Mall Damn this track go stupid Squeeky I ain't wanna brag on it I made it even stupider once Dolph threw his swag on it I woke up feeling [?] I roll the blunt and grab them stacks nigga I call my plug and double back and spend that on a pack nigga [Chorus] I'm gone Everything I got, man I got it on my own In the city going ham with that strong Hit the club and pop some bottles, burn this kush, and then I'm gone Million dollar schedule, I got a flight to catch baby I'm gone Lil mama call me up talking 'bout "Dolph you dead wrong" But I could gives a fuck a bitch, quit calling my phone Go get you a broke ass nigga that like to sit at home For me I got to make shit happen so I'm gone