[Chorus]
I'm gone
Everything I got, man I got it on my own
In the city [?] with that strong
Hit the club and pop some bottles, burn this kush, and then I'm gone
Million dollar schedule, I got a flight to catch baby I'm gone
Lil mama call me up talking 'bout "Dolph you dead wrong"
But I could gives a fuck a bitch, quit calling my phone
Go get you a broke ass n***a that like to sit at home
For me I got to make shit happen so I'm gone

[Verse 1]
[?] gucci locs, welcome to dolph world
Shawty said her n***a ain't shit she wanna be dolph girl
Now everywhere I go they say "Young Dolph bring a large crowd"
My bitch quiet and freaky my smoke sack [?] and extra loud
[?] gucci locs, welcome to dolph world
Shawty said her n***a ain't shit she wanna bе dolph girl
Now everywherе I go they say "Young Dolph bring a large crowd"
My bitch quiet and freaky, my smoke sack [?] and extra loud
The hottest n***a in the city, the rest of these n***as [?]
Dolph in and out the city, so Dolph money come in pounds
Dolph in and out the trap, so Dolph money come in pounds
Dolph don't go to the circus so I don't fuck with the clowns
Im doing eighty, rolling up the stanky on the freeway
Pour up me a four, go to the club, fuck with the DJ
Call me Young Dolph or you can call me [?] later
Bitches always give it to me now 'cause there ain't a later
[Chorus]
I'm gone
Everything I got, man I got it on my own
In the city [?] with that strong
Hit the club and pop some bottles, burn this kush, and then I'm gone
Million dollar schedule, I got a flight to catch baby I'm gone
Lil mama call me up talking 'bout "Dolph you dead wrong"
But I could gives a fuck a bitch, quit calling my phone
Go get you a broke ass n***a that like to sit at home
For me I got to make shit happen so I'm gone

[Verse 2]
I'm high as hell, I think I'm hearing shit, its just my phone
I'm smoking on this stupid stanky, OG got me stoned
The shit you smelling [?] that's my cologne
I gave aunty a joint to smoke she said "that shit too strong"
My reefer bill eight thousand a month because Im [?]
Let Cheech and Chong hit my blunt they damn near cough up they lungs
I took nothing turned it into something made it happen
I got that loud and I can't even control the trappin'
I keep a cup of codeine just to chase my smoking habit
What you know about out the kitchen late night trappin'?
Been in the kitchen ain't touched the stove [?]
Hard work pays off and I ain't broke a sweat

[Chorus]
I'm gone
Everything I got, man I got it on my own
In the city [?] with that strong
Hit the club and pop some bottles, burn this kush, and then I'm gone
Million dollar schedule, I got a flight to catch baby I'm gone
Lil mama call me up talking 'bout "Dolph you dead wrong"
But I could gives a fuck a bitch, quit calling my phone
Go get you a broke ass n***a that like to sit at home
For me I got to make shit happen so I'm gone
[Verse 3]
I must confess that mary jane bitch I love her man
She keep me in the gucci store spending rubber bands
Pop the trunk grab the black gucci duffel bag
Keep bubba kush [?] the hood, call me bubba man
The white girls cool, but I don't trust 'em man
She got these n***as out here snitchin' I'm like fuck 'em man
Smoking OG waiting on this [?] from Phoenix dog
Sell a twenty pack and spend it all [?] in this mall
Damn this track go stupid Squeeky I ain't wanna brag on it
I made it even stupider once Dolph threw his swag on it
I woke up feeling [?] I roll the blunt and grab them stacks n***a
I call my plug and double back and spend that on a pack n***a

[Chorus]
I'm gone
Everything I got, man I got it on my own
In the city [?] with that strong
Hit the club and pop some bottles, burn this kush, and then I'm gone
Million dollar schedule, I got a flight to catch baby I'm gone
Lil mama call me up talking 'bout "Dolph you dead wrong"
But I could gives a fuck a bitch, quit calling my phone
Go get you a broke ass n***a that like to sit at home
For me I got to make shit happen so I'm gone