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letra de i'm gone - kenny muney

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[intro]
yeah, huh, yeah, huh (muney), yeah (muney)
yup (muney), yup (muney), yup (muney)
(ze-zekaj on that gang sh-t)

[verse 1]
hey, we spend it and he livin’ it, lookin’ for somebody, made a death wish (yup)
yo’ n-gga ‘nem keep dyin’, homie (johnnyturnitup)
who you ’bout to steal?
if i throw a party, nothin’ but choppers, shooters, bad hoes on my guest list (yeah)
i bought some georgia runtz, south memphis, i should be on netflix
i trap and got my bands thick, you broke boys anorexic (broke boy)
my b-tch just got her waist sn-tched, but what about your head, b-tch? (haha)
that money got her head bent, she don’t even want her nails did (no)
she said she want a birkin, come on, jump on this jet, b-tch (let’s go)
godd-mn, think i got jet lag, don’t know where i’m at next with it
i don’t pay nothin’ but fn’s, i buy clothes in the next city, i’m gone

[chorus]
d-mn, i ain’t never at home
i ain’t never ask for a loan, l’ma work my phone (trap)
i’ma get a million, then i’m gone
i’ma get it in ’til i’m gone, young n-gga, go home
they’ve been tellin’ me to get sleep (yeah)
they’ve been tellin’ me to count sheep, l don’t know what they on
i just blew a bag buyin’ chrome (yup)
i just blew a bag on some new sh-t ’bout to put it on (get out of time)
[verse 2]
yeah, my neck full of stones, diamonds cold, i got the flu (chills)
i got this b-tch work at the med’, she got prescriptions on the juice (yup)
but i ain’t sick or nothin’, but all these p-ssy n-ggas actin’ spooky (b-tch-ass)
them n-ggas hide when they get shot, that’s why sometimes he make the news
ain’t gotta brag ’bout what we do, ayy, us and them know what’s the truth (shh)
i want ’em dead, i want the proof, can’t patch this bruise
young n-gga worth way too much money, why the f-ck you hang with fools? (psh)
ayy, i go back and forth with stupid, he want me to keep it cool
my b-tch been tryna go back and forth ’cause i’m up all night makin’ moves
i told her, “focus on your bag, ho, l ain’t the bag you wanna lose” (yeah)
i turned a broke b-tch to a rich b-tch, but a cheap b-tch, can’t do nothin’ with ’em and then i’m gone

[chorus]
d-mn, i ain’t never at home
i ain’t never ask for a loan, l’ma work my phone
i’ma get a million, then i’m gone (yeah)
i’ma get it in ’til i’m gone, young n-gga, go home
they’ve been tellin’ me to get sleep
they’ve been tellin’ me to count sheep, l don’t know what they on
i just blew a bag buyin’ chrome
i just bought a whole lot of guns, know i’m tryna put ’em on somebody, ha (on somebody)

[outro]
yeah
muney
i’m gone

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