Lyrics:
When I'm Gone
By Trey Hirsh
© copyright by Trey Hirsh 12/3/2009, cll Rights Reserved
VERSE:
He said when I'm laid to rest
Mary put your picture
a queen trapping ass round town
You looking for love in all the wrong places
Thirteen colonies founded by Masons
Chasing nightmares disguised as wet
better fuck with me now
Cause if you're in love with me well then you're someone to be
Yeah yeah, come fuck with me, I'm going places that you'd like to
I
on a Saturday night
Well, it's a bloody reunion
What a bloody reunion
All hell's a-poppin
Rockin' 'till the morning light.
Here comes Mary
In a long red
I’m bound to be, everything that I was meant to be
You following my steps you really following the God in me
Shout out to Mary Mary
and gettin' em gone; definition of a trapper
I'm the hottest thing walkin' around in East Atlanta
So I'm like a baby, shittin' like a damn pamper
Ooh they hate
Yeah, ha ah, Audemars, Royal Oak baby
Look up in the sky, I'm a star baby
How could you not want to shine crazy
Hold it up, make a toast baby
Cheers
dribbling baby boy
The wise men came three made their way
To shower him with love
While He lay in the hay
Shower Him with love love love
Love love love
It's 4:20 in the morning
It really is
(It really is)
These islands
I smoke a lot
On the islands
The islands
Oh, I smoke a lot
On the islands
Got some Ps in the passenger seat
Big 40 on my lap and the FM by my feet
She's as thick as a gram in the wood
Nah, I wish the bitch would
Got some Ps
de ton passé
Post-bad bitches post-bad dead by the way
I want know what you thinking right now
I want know what you doing in this club
Post-bad
that far from the truth
You were caught up in the game and now it's, caught up to you
Baby don't worry about it
I'mma be right here, waitin on you
It
'm a
Feeling real good when I roll in
Only if it is for the moment
Feel the vibes let's burn
Til the morning
Light it up
get high
Feeling real good when
In the corner, sipping Maradona (Maradona)
In the 4 by 4, you know it's a goner, in the corner (it's a goner)
Baby girl won't you come pawn up (pawn
The streets getting scary
Pop up on you bloody Mary
Collect the money then I bury
Bringing weight that you can't carry
I done seen niggas bled
leaders pitch. 'Til priest lap slapped with parental advisory warnings, I'll be auditioning gods in my office on Monday morning.
Uh-oh, and yet another
Mary wants to be a superwoman
But is that really in her head
But I just want to live each day
To love her for what she is
Mary wants to be
Mary wants to be a superwoman
But is that really in her head
But I just want to live each day
To love her for what she is
Mary wants to be
(Ayo, Chris always dripping, Trademark)
See, I've been tryna save myself
I've been flooring
Praying I would not wake up in the morning
And sometimes
by the weak friends
Sunday Funday's bout as clutch as trick-or-treat
Instead of church I'm T'd up chocolate wasted
Only thing growing up has taught me
Mary grab the baby, river's rising
Muddy water's taking back the land
Well this old house, it won't take one more beating
Ain't no use to stay
look, take another pull
Take another pour, take another pull
Before you take a ride
Heir to an open barstool, right there's one by "Mary the Fool"
Mary
hard
Bitch I’m not one to heckle (na)
You’d think we sponsored by Nike
How quick my niggas check em (chill)
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream in
remember scamming BMG for that CNC music factory CD
Thinking one day it would come back on me
If you growing up in the 80s, baby
Then you know what's up
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