Feat. Wiz Khalifa, T & Jim Jones
Wiz Khalifa:] I tired of the same, then one night Packed my things, told the one I I'll be one day Through the fight, the pain a flight, took a plane her not to cry I'll be one day
Been dreaming this since I was So baby girl I'll be going til I'm (gone) Til I'm (gone)
[Verse 1 Tempah:] Can't see me bitch, I'm something you will know I'm a star you need a telescope Doing numbers, in the telephones I give em line after like I'm selling coke I'm connected like a nigga with a modem And these bitches know I ball why these bitches on my scrotum Flying across the ocean bumping Frank and Billy Ocean On a private jet, they let a nigga smoke, think I'm
and play, pour out another bottle Bring your girls round and let's turn my to a brothel I do this 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, told the one I be back one day Through the fight, the pain Booked a flight, a plane her not to cry I'll be one day
dreaming this since I was young So baby girl I'll be til I'm gone (gone) Til I'm (gone) Til I'm But I be gone for too long
[Verse 2 T:] Yeah, you see I'm back like I never The stay, see they never left I'm doup over treble clef Wrist looking like a treasure Hella pads and jets We fly, back we drive Hotels attire, next stop home "bye bye" We getting at money at the moment Drop SLS is just a Push with Tinie Tempah, better ya temper The of that 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 of the same, then one night my things, told the one I love I'll be 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, Harlem world, spent summers in Atlanta stripper got my gun up in the Grammys And I be buying time, like my automo You catch us flying by the foreign cars My sneakers from uptown, my 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 going to the back, but not the trunk She had some Louie luggage, put your bags up in the You catch us in the kitchen, and we be powder niggas ain't freshen if you put 'em in the shower
[Chorus Wiz I grew tired of the same, one night Packed my things, 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