I'm Gone Intro

[Verse 1] You know my name, look me up Who want beef? Let's cook it up I'm too high, you looking up You see me, I'm G as fuck Black Chucks and hoodie jackets, yeah we ratchet He talking stupid I let him have it, it's yours Flow clean, do your chores Unlock the game, I just walked through the doors Microphone fiend, smell the kush in my pours, I be going To another zone so hold on And my girl tripping, I told her hold on, smoke somethin' Wait up, I'mma roll somethin' But really I'm looking for Mrs. Simmie And niggas ain't fucking with me, I tell 'em come fucking get me Ducked off, smoking like a fucking chimney Ya' hear me? Opa-Locka be my city 2.7.5. and we gritty And niggas hate the flow, is you silly But nigga this is mine, and I'm stingy And nigga I get fresh and you dingy And nigga I pop up like it's Simmie [Hook] Man the money calling What you waiting for? Baby I can't stay I don't like to wait Doobie to the face This is not a race Baby I can't stay I don't like to wait [Verse 2] You might see me posted up, that don't mean I'm alone It's all black when I ride, but you will see the chrome Couple shooters and they ready cause they job is to kill So if we say go and get 'em best believe they will And she popped the pill, so I lit the blunt I just sit in the back, and I watch you front Like I got the punk, dead bodies and all See his brains on the wall when I make the call It's the Simmie, I go deep Panties wet, watch her leak I'm so geeked, I've seen a lot of shit I'mma replace the pain with this money I'mma get I get mad when I spit, I be mugging and all It's the Simmie like I got the nine tucked in my drawers You don't want the bars cause you might get hit I'm a dog, I'm a dog, like I'm looking for Vick, shit Real life how I go in, I ain't got no twin [Hook]