I'm Gone ft. Evil Ebenezer Lyrics

Ya, Ha ha ha

Ya know we still out here

Ev Thompson n Evil Ebenezer

Yeah, shit

We gonna do it man, yeah

ok, ok, ok

Hoppin out the Suburban sippin Bourbon

Ya I been earnin steady

Gettin Tom Petty Cheddy

This Uzi is gettin heavy

I'm gettin sweaty in the back of the Chevy

The ski-mask got me a heat rash

I'm ready to start blastin the semi

Oh-no watch out for the Po-Po

Last time they put me in a chokehold

And took my blow bro

Just left me with a broke nose

In my old robe

In the cold snow

Where the crows go

That's as low blow

Nowadays a lot more stress

All these suckas tryin to step

I just wanna get these cheques

I don't care you not impressed

Used to joke around a lot

Used to smoke a pound of pot

Now I go to towns and rock

Knockin heaters out the box

I got chops that make you blind

I got caught and did some time

But they couldn't stop my line

Number blowin up like mines

I might blow the fuckin world

I been out here hustlin girl

Get this money

Watch it burn

Fuck your friends

I'm not concerned

I been out here all night long

I'll be ridin till the wheels fall off

And when those sharks come around stay calm

I'm just here for the bag then I'm Gone

Then I'm Gone

ok, lets go

Then I'm Gone Then I'm Gone

Lets go, lets go, hey

Then I'm Gone, Then I'm Gone

Shots fired

barrels smokin like nicotine

I make em pay for that smoke

Like cigarette machines

Calm and collected

And drawn to wreck shit

With laser scope focus when these roaches start flexin

Make some bad decisions

If I get a couple mentions

If y'all talkin bout my city

Ev's the name up in the sentence

I'm too good for myself

Top shelf, agent zero

Bring heaters to arenas

Take my shot and be the hero

Humble not humble

Famous not famous

Knockin hits outta the park

And not joggin around the bases

Take it back to basics

My games raw like Ricky Davis

Abrasive with statements

Since rappin in my mama's basement

Now I got it wrapped like sealin a pack

Time warp trippin to the futures past

Limp around feelin like a thousand racks

Movin forward while I take shit back

My feet to Serengeti

Clean house - Tony Mecelli

Biddies with them titties out

Like Lindsay Lohan in Machete

I been out here all night long

I'll be ridin till the wheels fall off

And when those sharks come around stay calm

I'm just here for the bag then I'm Gone

Then I'm Gone

ok, lets go

Then I'm Gone Then I'm Gone

Lets go, lets go, hey

Then I'm Gone, Then I'm Gone