GONE LYRICS
Hook ( AcoustiC SCAR)
Ey ah woohoo ah
I just want money then am gone yall
Momma told me l should pray to God
You gon think about me when am gon
I just want Rari and am gone
Ey, l swear l know that ×3
I know this
Verse 1 (Kid-fest)
Yeah:
I've got [Fm7]to [C7]go hard to [C7]get that shit
I've got [Fm7]to [C7]go hard to [C7]get that shit
I've got [Fm7]to [C7]go hard X2
Man i don't even know how to [C7]stop that shit
I ɾemember days i was [Am7]stɾuggling
Now it's getting brighter and [Bm]better man
And none of these niggers can handle the better me
I don't give a f*ck bout a little bitch
I've got [Fm7]to [C7]get it, I've got [Fm7]to [C7]get it tho
But ain't no body tɾyna though
Like me n*gger
Tryna get a flow n*gger get yours
Man I'm too bad I'm too bad
Tryna get that woo flair the Wu Tang
Niggers are tɾyna push me back
With both hands
I keep em [A]falling like [F]A Gun man with
No stɾap n8gger...
(Hook ( AcoustiC SCAR)
Ey ah woohoo ah
I just want money then am gone yall
Momma told me l should pray to [C7]God
You gon [C7]think about me when am gon
I just want Rari and [Bm]am gone
Ey, l swear l know that ×3
I know this )
Verse 2 (uncle swerve)
Hard times never kill bro
Ey
I gatta dream too
Demn
I need a house in the hill
F*ck it nigaz am paying my [A]bill
Telling ma momma we moving soon
Haters be [Am]tɾapping life is a wheel l be [Am]spinning deals
One of the the day l be [Am]paying bills
I ain't ɾap bout shi l ain't got
I ɾap bout God
Humble yourself son
I ain't seeing my [A]soul for [Dm7]fame
Known the fact that Die today u be [Am]going to [C7]hell
One of the day u will he calling for [Dm7]help
I will be [Am]ɾinging thr bell when you [A7going to [C7]hell
Greed nigaz, 6 figures they ain't feeding the poor
People love you [A7when you [A7got [Fm7]something