I'm Gone Lyrics - Singles - Wife Beater Gang

[Chorus x2 - Alamo] 

I'm gone, I'm gone 

I can't see you haters with these dark shades on 

I'm gone, I'm gone 

I'm leaving feel free to get your hate on 

I'm gone, I'm gone 

Phone on silent ain't nobody calling 

I'm gone, I'm gone 

Sorry girl you won't see me in the morning 

[Alamo - Verse 1] 

Birds eye view and I ain't seeing from a distance 

In fact I got bad vision, everything different 

This shit sounding good this is a star track 

I'm light years ahead, this is a star track 

I don't see captain kirk where the **** is Mr Spock? 

Alamo your a jerk, all eyes on me like 2Pac 

Money in my tube sock, I get numbers do the math 

5 minutes pass, she in the bag, now she drunk call a cab 

God bless the child, that can rhyme a gift at gab 

And my rapping skills will bring me everything you neva had 

Shout out to New York, the hood say I'm outta reach 

On sum Lebron ****, I'm my talents to South Beach 

I got money on my mind don't mean to ignoring 

But my girl keeps on callin, and everything you say sounds boring 

Like many money say me say mang mang mang 

In New England singing I'm gone, like Go N-E 

[Chorus x2 - Alamo] 

I'm gone, I'm gone 

I can't see you haters with these dark shades on 

I'm gone, I'm gone 

I'm leaving feel free to get your hate on 

I'm gone, I'm gone 

Phone on silent ain't nobody calling 

I'm gone, I'm gone 

Sorry girl you won't see me in the morning 

[Jeff Li - Verse 2] 

Yo I'm tryna get this paper but these ***** ****** hatin 

I'm gone off that kush, yeah I'm high to the ceiling 

Ya crew a bunch of weirdos go to court and start singing 

And you the type of ***** sell white and start sniffing 

I stay fresh to death in the Louie Vuitton lenin 

Fresh pair of tims my jeans are true religion 

Ya time is running out like a rapper who style bitten 

I'm above the competition just call me Blake Griffin 

We the big three ain't lying no fiction 

If you can't stand the head get the **** up out the kitchen 

I'm rockstar living my swag is authentic 

Crisco smooth ***** I been slick 

Sleep with one eye open, Slick Rick 

I'm taking over the game dog, Michael Vick 

Who are you? where i'm at? I'm Jason Bourne 

I ****** your *****, disappeared... Poof I'm gone 

[Chorus x2 - Alamo] 

I'm gone, I'm gone 

I can't see you haters with these dark shades on 

I'm gone, I'm gone 

I'm leaving feel free to get your hate on 

I'm gone, I'm gone 

Phone on silent ain't nobody calling 

I'm gone, I'm gone 

Sorry girl you won't see me in the morning 

[Ballestplaya - Verse 3] 

Superstar that's me, yes my life a movie 

Super fly head to toe, everything is Louis 

Tearing up terrain like a steel grain battle axe 

My battle raps rattle cats-like vicious dogs I'm barking back 

Swiftest, yes my gift is, spitting til' my kidney cracks 

My brain leavels maxed out, blood flow like tampax 

Houston, Atlanta, Vegas yes I fly out on the regular 

Always gone never home call my schedule irregular 

We sitting on the thrown, ya'll ain't even second best 

Your fame got a second left, RIP type to rest 

This the new generation, WBG be the team 

Alamo, BP, Jeff Li, holding down the scene 

Unique as random chance, you lames don't stand a chance 

Compete against us? Take your L, you won't advance 

THey just mad cuz we took their place 

Let em hate, I'm gone out of space 

[Chorus x2 - Alamo] 

I'm gone, I'm gone 

I can't see you haters with these dark shades on 

I'm gone, I'm gone 

I'm leaving feel free to get your hate on 

I'm gone, I'm gone 

Phone on silent ain't nobody calling 

I'm gone, I'm gone 

Sorry girl you won't see me in the morning