Gone

[Intro]

Wished I had told ooh was only one

But it's too late

Aww, it's never too late

It's too late,  never

[Verse 1]

Need this song to blow up and get plays fast

Just look at where my grandmama stay at

Graduating school, see the debt I gotta pay backing

My money looking rocky, I need some more of it ASAP

So here's the tape all a nigga fucking working on

That's why all my verses long 'cause the hurt is strong

I told 'em I was the greatest and not a word was wrong

I'm was searching for my purpose and I murdered songs

What's the verdict? Minds lurking, that's the herb I'm on

Everybody call my line with alerted tones

Rappers don't want beef, eat that sirloin

What's at stake is my fate and my verbal thrown

No pun intended, a nigga I was born a run this business

Account balance is always saying my funds are suspended

I'm tryna buy a beach invited tons of women

Dive in the water slide, ain't no fun in swimming

You should know they from exotic places

Black and white girls, man, I'm not a racist

The house so big couldn't find the basement

We tryna move up but we climb adjacent

Now presently these goals is just manifested

'Cause right now pockets looking anorexic

People hating on the grind and I can't respect it

Gotta vision for the future, damn my plans is hectic, nigga

[Chorus]

We striving home

We striving home

We striving home

[Verse 2]

Yeah, I bring heat to winter, roll my sleeve when I enter

Blow trees eat dinner, beg, plead to a winner

Not needing a damn thang, y'all popping champagne

I start a campaign, can't stop a rampage

I go off, fasho boss, y'all so soft

I underrated and undefeated, got no loss

I'm colder than February and snow with 11 flurries

But my life's in a golden state like I'm Stephen Curry

Told momma I'm blowing up so she never worry

And to the haters that's plotting on me, be dead and buried

My second tape, I elevate, see better days

Forever paid, I'm here now y'all never stay

A real nigga, no Hilfiger, my bills bigger

The same people that chill with you will kill quicker

I seen it happen, hurricanes and FEMA laughing

A leader passing, say nothing a just feed the madness

A bleeding passion metaphors for me with rapping

Hip-hop is so dead, just clean the ashes

The sweetest fashion, man, I'm flyer than three Aladdin's

On the carpet with a Jasmine, she the baddest