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  1. I'm Gone

From the recording L.O.D.B

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Lyrics

I never needed validation just to prove a point
never wanted consignment was too worried I'd disappoint

but don't take that as proof of lack of confidence

I was just writing since I was riding with riders tryna light a joint

yo they finally starting to pay attention now

they giving the homie a mention now whenever they speak about wrecking styles

Rick was wild as a youngin a wreckless child now he's stepping out

on stages and using his pages to check the crowd I can't help but smile

yet as far as this road I've traveled has brought me

I'm still growing and tryna keep these demons up off me

the price of success is costly it's lost me time with my family

but all of it's worth it if one day I make em all proud of me

had to be gone and lost in the zone to make progress

what a process

dealing with nonsense got a boss stressed swear to god it's

a daily struggle just to keep moving with motivation

erasing fake friends and snakes staying patient








Until they say that we made it
until they say that we on

until they say that we famous

until they say that we blown

tell em fuck it I’m gone

fuck it I’m gone

motherfucker I’m gone

tell em fuck it I’m gone







Putting more money into this dream than I'll probably be getting back

not tryna be pessimistic it's just a fact but it isn't stacks

that I'm after its the rapture of killing tracks when I'm spitting raps

the daps the fans be giving whenever they feeling I really went in and snapped

I use it as therapy airing out any grievance

I use it to speak my mind tell the people what I believe in

I use it as a form of weaponry mentally m-16 it

I use it to speak politically even brag about my penis

I believe it's in my destiny emceeing until I quit breathin

stay colder than the winter season in a Taurus windows down no heater

I'm freezing

sitting on the porch with a couple of smokes and some beer in a beanie

just thinking of another rhyme scheme tryna get LODB completed

I've even thought about giving up on the whole damn thing

but this music thing is like breathing cant leave till my fuels depleted I mean

it's part of the central core of my being

so ima continue being Breed chasing the dream







Until they say that we made it
until they say that we on

until they say that we famous

until they say that we blown

tell em fuck it I’m gone

fuck it I’m gone

motherfucker I’m gone

tell em fuck it I’m gone







The direction im aiming is straight up

don't know if they gon love me forever but I'm gon show

everybody that rolled for me

that I am totally thankful you chose to be

holding me down on this journey bestowed on me

putting my soul on a beat like I'm supposed to be

gonna keep doing it until they throw tha breed

into a casket and bury me cold and deep

lower me slowly and post about knowing me

even though most of these fuckers unknowingly

fueled the fire inside me with their dismissal

when I kept it lit up like a missile

popping off shots like my mind was a pistol

over timing my grind is official

tryna go get it wit my individual

talent imagine if I had the the fiscal

backing to grab timbaland instrumentals

maybe then I'd be the one with a fistful

of dollar bills but I'm still living down in the depths

of this earth covered up in dirt killing myself to get a check

gotta reputation for ripping it every time that I step

to the microphone with a set

of new lyrics that I just let

pour out of my heart through the end of a pen from beginning to ending I rep Nosenss

and Ima keep at it a fucking assassin amongst the stars like Boba Fett







Until they say that we made it
until they say that we on

until they say that we famous

until they say that we blown

tell em fuck it I’m gone

fuck it I’m gone

motherfucker I’m gone

tell em fuck it I’m gone