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I'm Gone (feat. Evil Ebenezer) Video (MV)






Ev Thompson - I'm Gone (feat. Evil Ebenezer) Lyrics
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Ya, Ha ha ha
Ya know we still out here
Ev Thompson n Evil Ebenezer
Yeah, shit
We gonna do it man, yeah
Ok, ok, ok
Hoppin out the Suburban sippin Bourbon
Ya I been rollin steady
Gettin Tom Petty Cheddy
This Uzi is gettin heavy
I'm gettin sweaty in the back of the Chevy
The ski-mask got me a heat rash
I'm ready to start blastin the semi
Oh-no watch out for the Po-Po
Last time they put me in a chokehold
And took my blow bro
Just left me with a broke nose
In my old robe
In the cold snow
Where the crows go
That's as low blow
Nowadays a lot more stress
All these suckas tryin to step
I just wanna get these cheques
I don't care you not impressed
Used to joke around a lot
Used to smoke a pound of pot
Now I go to towns and rock
Knockin heaters out the box
I got chops that make you blind
I got caught and did some time
But they couldn't stop my line
Number blowin up like mines
I might blow the f*ckin world
I been out here hustlin girl
Get this money
Watch it burn
F*ck your friends
I'm not concerned
I been out here all night long
I'll be ridin till the wheels fall off
And when those sharks come around stay calm
I'm just here for the bag then I'm Gone
Then I'm Gone
Ok, lets go
Then I'm Gone Then I'm Gone
Lets go, lets go, hey
Then I'm Gone, Then I'm Gone
Shots fired
Barrels smokin like nicotine
I make em pay for that smoke
Like cigarette machines
Calm and collected
And drawn to wreck shit
With laser scope focus when these roaches start flexin
Make some bad decisions
If I get a couple mentions
If y'all talkin bout my city
Ev's the name up in the sentence
I'm too good for myself
Top shelf, agent zero
Bring heaters to arenas
Take my shot and be the hero
Humble not humble
Famous not famous
Knockin hits outta the park
And not joggin around the bases
Take it back to basics
My games raw like Ricky Davis
Abrasive with statements
Since rappin in my mama's basement
Now I got it wrapped like sealin a pack
Time warp trippin to the futures past
Limp around feelin like a thousand racks
Movin forward while I take shit back
My feet to Serengeti
Clean house - Tony Mecelli
Biddies with them titties out
Like Lindsay Lohan in Machete
I been out here all night long
I'll be ridin till the wheels fall off
And when those sharks come around stay calm
I'm just here for the bag then I'm Gone
Then I'm Gone
Ok, lets go
Then I'm Gone Then I'm Gone
Lets go, lets go, hey
Then I'm Gone, Then I'm Gone
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Ya, Ha ha ha
Ya know we still out here
Ev Thompson n Evil Ebenezer
Yeah, shit
We gonna do it man, yeah
Ok, ok, ok
Hoppin out the Suburban sippin Bourbon
Ya I been rollin steady
Gettin Tom Petty Cheddy
This Uzi is gettin heavy
I'm gettin sweaty in the back of the Chevy
The ski-mask got me a heat rash
I'm ready to start blastin the semi
Oh-no watch out for the Po-Po
Last time they put me in a chokehold
And took my blow bro
Just left me with a broke nose
In my old robe
In the cold snow
Where the crows go
That's as low blow
Nowadays a lot more stress
All these suckas tryin to step
I just wanna get these cheques
I don't care you not impressed
Used to joke around a lot
Used to smoke a pound of pot
Now I go to towns and rock
Knockin heaters out the box
I got chops that make you blind
I got caught and did some time
But they couldn't stop my line
Number blowin up like mines
I might blow the f*ckin world
I been out here hustlin girl
Get this money
Watch it burn
F*ck your friends
I'm not concerned
I been out here all night long
I'll be ridin till the wheels fall off
And when those sharks come around stay calm
I'm just here for the bag then I'm Gone
Then I'm Gone
Ok, lets go
Then I'm Gone Then I'm Gone
Lets go, lets go, hey
Then I'm Gone, Then I'm Gone
Shots fired
Barrels smokin like nicotine
I make em pay for that smoke
Like cigarette machines
Calm and collected
And drawn to wreck shit
With laser scope focus when these roaches start flexin
Make some bad decisions
If I get a couple mentions
If y'all talkin bout my city
Ev's the name up in the sentence
I'm too good for myself
Top shelf, agent zero
Bring heaters to arenas
Take my shot and be the hero
Humble not humble
Famous not famous
Knockin hits outta the park
And not joggin around the bases
Take it back to basics
My games raw like Ricky Davis
Abrasive with statements
Since rappin in my mama's basement
Now I got it wrapped like sealin a pack
Time warp trippin to the futures past
Limp around feelin like a thousand racks
Movin forward while I take shit back
My feet to Serengeti
Clean house - Tony Mecelli
Biddies with them titties out
Like Lindsay Lohan in Machete
I been out here all night long
I'll be ridin till the wheels fall off
And when those sharks come around stay calm
I'm just here for the bag then I'm Gone
Then I'm Gone
Ok, lets go
Then I'm Gone Then I'm Gone
Lets go, lets go, hey
Then I'm Gone, Then I'm Gone
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Writer: Evan Thompson, Gaelen Bleasdale
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