7 GRANDY - Gone Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Love won't go away (Gone, yeah)
Gotta love you but I hate it (Gone, gone, yeah, goin' away, yeah)
Why you impatient? (Gone, gone, yeah, wait)
Why you impatient? Sittin' and thinkin' (Compteplatin')
I don't want my soul to go to Satan at all (Where'd you go?)
Wait, wait, wait (Where did you go?)
Sittin', yeah, sittin' and thinkin' (Woah)
Compteplatin' (Yeah)
I don't want my soul to go to Satan at all

Wrist impatient (Wrist im-impatience)
Wish that I could f*ck up the pain
Pain, pain, pain, pain
Pain, can you feel my lane, yeah?
Lane, lane, can you you feel my pain? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Pain, pain, pain, pain
Pain, can you feel my lane, yeah?
Lane, lane, Do you you feel my pain? (Yeah, yeah, let's go)

Hop in the coupe (Skrt-skrt)
We light up the boof (Gas)
Yeah, I've had enough (Woo)
So pass me the noose (Ayy)
I've lost all my friends (Yeah)
For bein' with you (Ugh)
Now you gotta pay (Cash)
And get out my way
Baby, I give you the bag (Bag)
Baby, I give you the cash (The cash)
You know I bring in the racks (Racks)
But you put my love in the trash (Yeah)
Haters get hit with the mag (Brrt)
They sayin' I just want you to smash (Smash)
They sayin' that I'm turnin' bad
But f*ck it bitch, buy me a gram
I'm geekin' off a pint of lean
Went west when you left me
Now these bitches wanna test me
Fakin' every time the text me (They fakin')
But I f*ck on your bestie (On your bestie)

Wrist impatient (Wrist in-impatience)
Wish that I could f*ck up the pain
Pain, pain, pain, pain
Pain, can you feel my lane, yeah?
Lane, lane, can you you feel my pain?

Do you you feel my pain, yeah?