Paroles de la chanson IM GONE par Rich Amiri
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I don't wanna, uh, no
No, I don't wanna, uh
Yeah, I don't wanna choose violence, but if it's beef with me, I'ma dead that
Left my ex-bitch in the past, now I'm on a G6 with a headrest
She wanna be my main, girl, you lucky if you get a text back
Still sippin' on Stilpane, off 'Tussiana, I'm pale-faced, I'm gone
I'm gone, yeah-yeah, I'm gone
I'm gone, yeah-yeah, I'm gone
Where my keys at? Damn, where my phone?
Yeah, I can't fold and that's proven
No, I don't wanna, uh
Yeah, I don't wanna choose violence, but if it's beef with me, I'ma dead that
Left my ex-bitch in the past, now I'm on a G6 with a headrest
She wanna be my main, girl, you lucky if you get a text back
Still sippin' on Stilpane, off 'Tussiana, I'm pale-faced, I'm gone
I'm gone, yeah-yeah, I'm gone
I'm gone, yeah-yeah, I'm gone
Where my keys at? Damn, where my phone?
Yeah, I can't fold and that's proven
'Cause I'm still with the same niggas that was with locked in with me in the sandbox
I'm a fly nigga, so I stand out, self-made, never took a handout
Shawty told me she a rider, but I know the mula all she care 'bout
All she wanna do is ball out, I know if the money ever ran out, she gone
Yeah, I'm war-ready, I don't play around
I'ma put that boy face down, what you said then? Nigga, say it now
Baby took me back to her place, when I'm done with her, I ain't stayin' 'round
Strapped up totin' eighty rounds
Better protect yourself 'cause promise I ain't playin' with you niggas no more
I just got a check and blew a check in Soho, yeah
Got a famous girl, I fuck her for the promo
I'm a fly nigga, so I stand out, self-made, never took a handout
Shawty told me she a rider, but I know the mula all she care 'bout
All she wanna do is ball out, I know if the money ever ran out, she gone
Yeah, I'm war-ready, I don't play around
I'ma put that boy face down, what you said then? Nigga, say it now
Baby took me back to her place, when I'm done with her, I ain't stayin' 'round
Strapped up totin' eighty rounds
Better protect yourself 'cause promise I ain't playin' with you niggas no more
I just got a check and blew a check in Soho, yeah
Got a famous girl, I fuck her for the promo
She asked me how I feel about her, told her, "So-so"
Yeah, I don't wanna choose violence, but if it's beef with me, I'ma dead that
Left my ex-bitch in the past, now I'm on a G6 with a headrest
She wanna be my main, girl, you lucky if you get a text back
Still sippin' on Stilpane, off 'Tussiana, I'm pale-faced, I'm gone
I'm gone, yeah-yeah, I'm gone
I'm gone, yeah-yeah, I'm gone
Where my keys at? Damn, where my phone?
Yeah, I can't fold, been that way since I was broke
Yeah, hold up, yeah, hundred racks on me right now, lil' bitch
Yeah, I don't wanna choose violence, but if it's beef with me, I'ma dead that
Left my ex-bitch in the past, now I'm on a G6 with a headrest
She wanna be my main, girl, you lucky if you get a text back
Still sippin' on Stilpane, off 'Tussiana, I'm pale-faced, I'm gone
I'm gone, yeah-yeah, I'm gone
I'm gone, yeah-yeah, I'm gone
Where my keys at? Damn, where my phone?
Yeah, I can't fold, been that way since I was broke
Yeah, hold up, yeah, hundred racks on me right now, lil' bitch
Yeah, I'm on that Do-Si-Do, she told me she a powder bitch
Yeah, troops ready to go, I call 'em, they wipin' your nose, huh
Shawty see-through, I'm finna fuck this bitch in a Ghost
Yeah, troops ready to go, I call 'em, they wipin' your nose, huh
Shawty see-through, I'm finna fuck this bitch in a Ghost
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