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