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Go... go... go... gone!
VERSE 1
In my rearview, fast living & fast women
That I went thru like underwear & dirty linens
I adhered to the ways of a playa, wanna pimping
Breaking curfews and hearts, spiltâem like partitions
I know⦠so coldâ¦
Taught to never loveâem, yet we act like hoes
See I chose... to grow...
But if I stayed the same would more records be sold (hmmm)
They love it when you donât loveâem & abuseâem
Like when you fuckâem and dumpâem its just amusement
Sick to me you get more publicity when youâre cooninâ
Yet question your authenticity when your judgement is prudent
Thatâs that bullshit... Iâm past that
Just watchâem how they bend and run quicker than half backs
Yâall would make your ass clap for a check from ASCAP
âTil your ass capped, never me dog can have that! There is...
No turning back today
Never backwards, forward we go
Go... go... go... gone!
VERSE 2
Onward, Upwards
Why look back, my bags packed
Thought I was nuts but when I try to dip... they on the sack
I hush the fuss, watch my six, know the time
My hats off to haters while staying on they mind
My crime is trying to grow while stay true
While they rather love those selling them short. Disgraceful
They telling tall tales, them stories ainât you
Keep building like I own it, plenty walls to break through
And I canât stop they canât hold me
But people talk like they know me
But they so weak they donât know themselves
Trying to confine me to their hell
But um⦠I ainât dumbing down to make you feel comfortable
And I ainât slowing down so you can catch up my dude
You live for the lie you donât really want the truth
I donât change for fear my dear, nor a buck twoâ¦
VERSE 3
My friend⦠is sadly long gone
I wish⦠we could make some songs
Or hit... the town and break bread
For kicks⦠Iâm here missing you instead
Watching these clowns bite your style and use your image
Meanwhile they barely gave you your props when you were living
I doubt your familyâs getting a check it got me livid
Mispronounce your name then act like they knew what you intended
This isnât for the authentic itâs meant for the hypocritical
Who diss the dude who spit for you in since the very beginning
Though our bond fractured, was still sought after
They want more classics, I want more laughter
And I could hit them with unreleased material
Since your so-called fans think my solo work is trivial
Unless itâs me & you but whereâs the honor in that
When most of it was subpar or we thought it was wack
Probably be overjoyed if I bought a few tracks
You didnât finished then distribute them all over the map
Thatâs what theyâre hoping but Iâll never fuck you over like that
Iâll forever honor your memory but thereâs no turning back