Feat. Wiz Khalifa, T & Jim Jones
[Chorus Wiz I grew tired of the same, then one Packed my things, the one I love be back one day Through the fight, through the a flight, took a plane her not to cry I'll be one day
Been dreaming this since I was So girl I'll be going til I'm gone (gone) Til I'm (gone)
1 Tinie Tempah:] Can't see me bitch, I'm something you will never I'm a star you need a muthafucking Doing numbers, in the telephones I give em line after like I'm selling coke I'm well connected a nigga with a modem And these bitches I ball that's why these bitches on my scrotum right across the ocean bumping Frank and Billy Ocean On a private jet, they let a nigga smoke, I'm joking
and play, pour out another bottle Bring your round and let's turn my apartment to a brothel I do this shit for real, blowing up the And when they see the bottles then them bitches it's us, muthafuckers
[Chorus Wiz I grew of the same, then one night Packed my things, the one I love I'll be one day Through the fight, through the Booked a flight, took a her not to cry I'll be one day
Been dreaming this 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
2 Pusha T:] Yeah, you see I'm back I never left The haters stay, see never left I'm selling doup treble clef Wrist looking like a treasure Hella pads and jets We fly, back seats we attire, next stop Dubai Tell "bye bye" We getting at this money at the Drop SLS is a bonus Push with Tempah, better watch ya temper The of that 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 I'm gone gone.
[Chorus Wiz I tired of the same, then one night Packed my things, told the one I be back one day Through the fight, the pain a flight, took a plane her not to cry I'll be one day
3 Jim Jones:] Spent summers, world, spent summers in Miami Atlanta girls got my gun up in the Grammys 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 be uptown, you know I got the biscuit So another bottle, light another blunt looking good, see that ass from the front She going to the back, but not the trunk She had some luggage, put your bags up in the front You catch us in the kitchen, and we be cooking These niggas ain't freshen if you put 'em in the
Wiz Khalifa:] I grew of the same, then one night Packed my things, the one I love be back one day Through the fight, the pain a flight, took a plane her not to cry I'll be one day