When I'm Gone - YFN Lucci

Buddah blessed this beat

Think It’s A Game

They gon miss me when I’m gone

Pour out some liquor for your dawgs gone

Pour up a pint wit ya dawg 'till it’s all gone

They gon miss me when I’m gone yeah yeah

When you down and out who can you call on

And this was way before the phone

They know I’m pickin' up

Better know I’m pushin' up

This was way before Pradas, we was some young niggas we ain’t have no role

models

Go hit the block and get some cheese that just how we was brought up

Fly nigga since a teen leveled up and now we ballin' like the globetrotters

Road runner money long as four hundred

All my jugs worth bout four hundred

I’m a stunner boy my pinky ring blingin' like a mu-mufucka

And I’m sippin' lean cup lookin' like a mud puddle yeah

Try and get my set you gon have to tackle me

please, Ima boss you gotta answer me

Raise your hand to speak when I raise my hand they eat nigga

You know where I’m from what they gon do bout me nigga

They gon miss me when I’m gone

Pour out some liquor for your dawgs gone

Pour up a pint wit ya dawg 'till it’s all gone

They gon miss me when I’m gone yeah yeah

When you down and out who can you call on

And this was way before the phone yeah

They know I’m pickin' up

Better know I’m pushin' up

Aye when they call I’m pickin' up

Any beef I’m pushin' up

Bought my nigga, my family, my paper it’s war

I want answers nigga

All day and night we get active nigga

Broad day on sight, you know we all got a pipe

Plus we all got on ice

You know we strapped everywhere we go like we all got license yeah

Don’t get popped like a Vicodin

Know I put AP on not the one from the Vikings

Never look at me wrong we gon cut out ya eyelids

I’m not the one to sleep on what the fuck is you tired bitch?

And I don’t wanna see yours I’ma wait and get my shit

Knowin' y’all my mains Ion’t be fuckin' no side chicks

They gon miss me when I’m gone

Pour out some liquor for your dawgs gone

Pour up a pint wit ya dawg 'till it’s all gone

They gon miss me when I’m gone yeah yeah

When you down and out who can you call on

And this was way before the phone yeah

They know I’m pickin' up

Better know I’m pushin' up

Thug life shit nigga

Zone 3 shit nigga

Summerhill trust the tree know where the fuck we came from nigga

Couldn’t walk a mile in mine ya know