Luyện nghe bài hát Till I'm Gone (Remix)

Feat. Wiz Khalifa, T & Jim Jones

[Chorus Wiz
I grew tired of the same, one night
my things, told 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 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 telescope
Doing numbers, punching in the
I give em after line like I'm selling coke
I'm well like a nigga with a modem
And bitches know I ball that's why these bitches on my scrotum
Flying across the ocean bumping Frank and Billy Ocean
On a private jet, they let a smoke, think I'm joking

Come and play, out another bottle
Bring your girls round and let's turn my apartment to a
I do shit for real, blowing up the clubs
And when they see the then them bitches know 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
a flight, took a plane
her not to cry
I'll be one day

Been dreaming this I was young
So baby girl I'll be going til I'm (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 they never
I'm doup over treble clef
looking like a treasure chest
Hella and hella jets
We fly, seats we drive
attire, next stop Dubai
Tell "bye bye"
We at this money at the moment
SLS is just a bonus
Push with Tinie Tempah, better ya temper
The holder of gun, got a heart like December
So roll the winners or move out the way of the storm
Cause I'm for all crowns till the day that I'm gone
gone.

[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

[Verse 3 Jim
summers, Harlem world, spent summers in Miami
Atlanta stripper girls got my gun up in the
And I be buying time, like my automo
You catch us by inside the foreign cars
My sneakers from uptown, my from the district
You be uptown, you know I got the biscuit
So crack 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 us in the kitchen, and we be cooking powder
These niggas ain't freshen if you put 'em in the

[Chorus Wiz
I grew tired of the same, one night
Packed my things, the one I love
be back one day
Through the fight, the pain
Booked a flight, took a
her not to cry
I'll be one day