I'm Gone Lyrics - Tyga

Looking around glass, my future is in the past 

I'm re-arranging 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 Ferrarris 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 Piquet 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 nigga, no Celie 

It takes time when you plotting on the beat 

I kill it, I bet I kill it, producer witness to see 

Bitches stand on their feet, handicap get out your seat 

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

Comparing tighter rappers, but my songs greater 

Just compare me to dope dealers and ballplayers 

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

Never save a ho, can't even get a Life Saver 

We gon fuck our way to the top and fall later 

So I'mma fuck her, never call her later 

Skinny nigga got my weight up 

Middle finger to my haters, why you chasing? We erase em 

Mufucka I'm gone! 

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

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

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

Even though I'm out of here, nigga gotta keep it real, I'm gone 

She fuckin with me, these niggas ain't fuckin with me 

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

You say you did it, I done it 

You old nigga, I'm younger 

You fold up under pressure 

I'm good straight in the stretches 

Bitches pecking my wood: wood chuckka chuckka 

Never gave 2 fucks: double rubbers 

Now 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 sands 

Niggas thing they sweet, they can't even pay their incidentals 

I'm detrimental on any instrumental 

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

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Chew these rappers to the fucking grizzle 

Bad to the bone, red zippers, Mike Jizzle, I'm gone 

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

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

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

Even though I'm out of here, nigga gotta keep it real, I'm gone 

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

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

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

Even though I'm out of here, nigga gotta keep it real, I'm gone 

Finally Famous in this. 

I say, fuck sleep stayed up 

Fuck you, pay up 

Always got the paycheck 

Never took a pay cut 

Payday will 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 of what I am 

So I was waiting on a doctor man, patient as I am 

I guess a young D-boy made it into a man 

With girls half-naked around like we finna land the sand 

Red-eyes 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? Nigga, 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-ups" man cause the weed too strong 

I'm a G + 1 what's that muthafuck? That's gone 

I'm a G + 1 what's that muthafuck? That's gone 

Bitch!