Gone
• Written by KingC
To much pain, to much on my fucking brain,
can't help the fact that nothing ever stays the fucking same,
Differences in my eyes, never been good at goodbyes
so I look up to the sky know one day imma die
so you know imma try and do me,
Smoke a couple doobies, hangout with a couple groupies
Grab me a couple booties, and admire a couple beauties
never worry about no uzis, or some pussys tryna shoot me
I'm just tryna be free, and bring my brothers with me
if you see me on tv, go head and by my cd
They asked me if I was gonna stay real
I said I ain't selling out just to get a deal
I'mma stay on my grind, and hope you start to feel
some of this shit that I spit and recognize its real
So now that I'm older, and I got some things in order
I feel my heart growing colder, like I'm some winter soldier
all this weight on my shoulders like the weight of some boulders
I'm staying close to the border where everything is warmer
Imma dreamer so you know That I'mma dream man
Grinding day and night just to get the green yeah
And everything I do is always for my team fam
keep talking than I can show you how these beams blam
Its time to bossup son, its time to be a man
you need to make your own way up, like I know you can
spit that knowledge or shit you learned in college, ya know
original flow, not to fast and not to slow
Destruction of the soul so I smoke another bowl,
Hate cannot drive out hate, I guess thats natures fate
I pray the lord take my soul when I go
rather then the devil take me down below
I pray it aint so
feelings on my mind, and my mind on my feelings,
people going crazy, I'm about to make a killing,
buy mama a house man stack me up a million
pay a nigga to paint my walls and a miral on my ceiling
Just be on my music grind, never go back to dealing
Become so hot that I'm the one whos lyrics they'll be stealing
All the hoes be squealing cuz dapdaddys music healing
knowbody knows what makes this niggas' music so appealing
I'm about to take off in flight, better check my laces cause I bought
some new nikes, like Mj I'm tryna take it thru to new heights
Show the people something, I'm talking new sights
Listen, this is really me, theres a difference in who we are
and who we want to be, from a kid in his basement
to a grammy nominee, I'm working hard to make it part of my reality
All I need is some belief, someone to support me,
push from underneath, just to watch me take my steps
till I learn my feet, I'm trying to compete, in a whole new sets of streets
I do this on my own, working really hard just to ease into my zone
Even though I'm moving out, sota will be my home
you know I won't let it go, even when I'm gone
Feedback & Comments
About the Artist
KingC
Member since March 4 2015