Gone! lyrics

[Intro: Phil Ade]

Yeah
Phil
Ade
D.C., Maryland, Virginia ya'll know what time it is
Royal Fam in the building

[Verse 1: Phil Ade]

I'm gone
n*ggas can't find me
Pay trips to them palm trees
Rockin' sh*t that ain't out yet
How I get
b*tch I'm me
Royal Fam is the army
Maryland that's all me
Dre said I can take it over
But he let me know that it's on me
On Route 1 all black Mercedes
Car packed with all black ladies
Dope as all these crack babies
I'm a beast
Make a track contract rabies
In fact maybe I'm a live legend
Specialized in dime fetching
But I ain't hand the b*tch one cent
Graced MTV with my presence
Gold watch you can't find mine
Not for sale can't buy mine
Party don't start until I'm in it
So f*ck ya'll you on my time
Just appeared out of thin air
Now I'm up where there's thin air
Virgin Airline above your head
I know where you headed I been there
[Hook: Phil Ade]

Now I'm gone
Not fishin' n*gga
On a milk carton like I'm missing n*gga
I'm gone
Big pimpin' n*gga
Got your chick and my chick kissing n*gga
I'm gone
I must be trippin' n*gga
Got five swishers and a fifth of liquor
I'm gone
Still the same dude
But your world and my world different n*gga

[Verse 2: Phil Ade]

I'm the sh*t
Shawty I'm the sh*t
Check my clothes and kicks
Backseat when I roll in whips
All my hoes is thick
You n*ggas sick
Trynna hold my di*k
Stare a hole in my b*tch
Man I swear that my life a movie
Let me roll a clip
Everywhere I go
I'm up in the crowd
We smoke in the club
I'm up in a cloud
This is your girl
I'm up in her now
My circle of sex
We f*ckin' around
Everyone that I know up in my town
Is telling me that I'm up next for the crown
Half of the time I'm not even here
I'm up in the air
You stuck on the ground
I be ridin' round Riverdale
More change on me than a wishing well
Haters I wish you well
Slowing me down is a mission fail
But don't get it misconstrued
Get your ass hit if your diss come rude
Tell the promoter to get some loot
Or get Phil in a distant mood
[Hook: Phil Ade]

[Verse 3: Phil Ade]

I'm gone
Drop it
Drop it to the floor
No
Don't stop it
I want to see you get low
Uptown Southside I want to see you get dough
P.G. MoCo this the sh*t I live for
Polo drawers Polo socks
So clean I look photoshopped
Man I swear I can't leave the house without creating a photo-op
No sir I don't know no cops
Your man gets sponsored by street n*ggas
By hoppin' out College Park
In every house party like cheap liquor
I'm gone
Off Ciroc
Me and Niko blowin' off the top
My n*gga fresh off the blocks
So you know he bear arms he a halter top
I'm trynna alter pop culture
Run by nothing but vultures
And I'mma hold the spot where the throne is
I'm the new DMV poster
Gone