Feat. Wiz Khalifa, Pusha T & Jim
[Chorus Wiz I grew of the same, then one night Packed my things, the one I love be back one day Through the fight, through the Booked a flight, a plane her not to cry I'll be one day
Been dreaming this since I was So baby I'll be going til I'm gone (gone) Til I'm (gone)
[Verse 1 Tinie see me bitch, I'm something you will never know I'm a star you a muthafucking telescope Doing numbers, punching in the I give em line line like I'm selling coke I'm well like a nigga with a modem And these bitches know I ball that's why bitches on my scrotum right across the ocean bumping Frank and Billy Ocean On a private jet, let a nigga smoke, think I'm joking
Come and play, pour out another Bring your girls round and let's turn my apartment to a I do this shit for real, blowing up the And when they see the bottles then them bitches it's us, muthafuckers
Wiz Khalifa:] I grew of the same, then one night Packed my things, told the one I be back one day Through the fight, through the a flight, took a plane her not to cry I'll be one day
dreaming this since I was young So girl I'll be going til I'm gone (gone) Til I'm (gone) Til I'm But I won't be for too long
[Verse 2 T:] Yeah, you see I'm like I never left The haters stay, see they never I'm selling doup over clef Wrist like a treasure chest Hella and hella jets We fly, back seats we attire, next stop Dubai Tell "bye bye" We at this money at the moment Drop SLS is a bonus Push with Tinie Tempah, better ya temper The holder of gun, got a heart like December So roll with the or move out the way of the storm Cause I'm coming for all crowns till the day that I'm gone.
[Chorus Wiz I grew of the same, then one night Packed my things, told the one I I'll be one day the fight, through the pain Booked a flight, a plane her not to cry I'll be one day
[Verse 3 Jim Spent summers, Harlem world, summers in Miami Atlanta stripper girls got my gun up in the And I be buying time, just my automo You us flying by inside the foreign cars My sneakers uptown, my diamonds from the district You wanna be uptown, you I got the biscuit So another bottle, light another blunt looking good, see that ass from the front She to the back, but that's not the trunk She had Louie luggage, put your bags up in the front You catch us in the kitchen, and we be powder These niggas ain't freshen if you put 'em in the
[Chorus Wiz I tired of the same, then one night my things, told the one I love I'll be one day the fight, through the pain Booked a flight, a plane her not to cry I'll be one day