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COLUBRIDS
Gone Lyrics

Goodbye Mickey Mousenow I won’t return
there’s nothing here
not one pure thing to remember
it doesn’t matter if you try
it’s out of my hands
I’ll just stand aside
it’s up to you
crack said the frog
it’s too dark to laugh
now there”s nothing here
not one single thing that gives meaning
see a glittering face
of course it’s smiling
until the big old rain takes it away
see your face it’s painted bad
and I stroke the horse’s neck
at least they left you in my dreams

the last thing I’ll give to you
is my kingdom of pain
hope you choke on it like me
don’t let me do this to me
gone, don’t let me do this
gone, I’m sorry
Gone
what a mutated song
this is not it’s return
don’t strike me again
‘Cause little boys grow, grow growling
you can’t touch me now
no, not ever
because I’ve become the poison behind your eyes
if I could only hurt you once
just enough to leave a scar
tell me would you notice me
this is not what I had planned
tell me what have we become
now it’s dead and no one cares

[Intro]
Huh, team on my back
Leaned on the ‘lac
Team on my, team on my back
Leaned on…
Team
Huh, yeah

[Chorus]
Team on my back
Leaned on the ‘lac
Team on my, team on my back
Leaned on the ‘lac
Huh, I like to go a hundred on the highway
I like to do it my way (huh)
Team on my back
Leaned on the ‘lac
Team on my, team on my back
Leaned on the ‘lac
Yeah, I like to go a hundred on the highway
Don’t come at me sideways

[Verse]
Some say that crime pays
Maybe on a Friday
Complex, down behind my lip like a pirate ship
My rose, gold obsession
Gave the world a deep depression
You can tell by my expression that you can’t teach me no lessons
I don’t mean to be rude but I fuckin’ hate dude
Don’t put me in a bad mood while I’m eatin’ Cuban food
My chain is Cuban link, fuck what he think
14 karat sink for Jodi Husky to clean his mink
He rocks that fur coat, I flip Versace boat
I put on 60 pounds so I obviously like to smoke

[Intro: Rick Rubin]
The power of nature is such that it’s what all art strives to be

[Hook]
I just wanna live in my dreams
Life ain’t what it seems
It’s so hard in this cruel world
Escape into the night
Look into my light, my eyes
Naked in this cruel world

[Verse 1]
Last week was the last week
I turned my back and let my ass [?]
Dropped out and subtracted some niggas
It made more than my math teacher
Lookin’ dead in the mirror, lookin’ back how we did it
Makin’ trips to them dealers, guess it paid off nigga
Sip this wine in fine clarity
Marijuana, the youth therapy
Swervin’ on my old hoes that drove to insanity
I guess that was all straight out of vanity
To my kids, that was plan to be
That was all, the inhumanity
Life’s an adventure, with a lot of action
Lucky I’m fresh, in the Dime fashion
A class act, called a class act
Funny, lookin’ back, wonder where my class at

[Hook]
I just wanna live in my dreams
Life ain’t what it seems
It’s so hard in this cruel world
Escape into the night
Look into my light, my eyes
Naked in this cruel world
(Fell out of love, feel like the Royal Rumble)

[Verse 2]
Fell out of love, feel like a Royal Rumble
Hard to be humble when you rock in the jungle
Stumblin’, everybody was stumbled
Over that dresser, [?] in that [?]
In the [?], left it in the vessel
Poor girl, ain’t even the show girl
[?] overload [?] you know girl
[?] fantasize [?] to blow girl
Blowjob, only your own job
[?]
[?] creek, sat in the [?]
She left off the Dawson’s Creek
Pausin’ the [?] power, might take a [?]
Awesome [?]
[?]

[Hook]
I just wanna live in my dreams
Life ain’t what it seems
It’s so hard in this cruel world
Escape into the night
Look into my light, my eyes
Naked in this cruel world

Huh, it’s Bebe
Gucci
2 Chainz, yah
(Murda on the beat so it’s not nice)
Huh

[Chorus: Bebe Rexha & Gucci Mane]
That’s it, that’s it, that’s it, that’s it (yeah)
That’s it, that’s it, that’s it, that’s it (huh)
That’s it, that’s it, that’s it, that’s it
That’s it, that’s it

[Verse 1: Bebe Rexha & Gucci Mane]
What you lookin’ at’s the real, ain’t nothin’ on me plastic
YSL up on my heels, I be stoppin’ traffic
You be lookin’ at my ass, damn that thing jurassic
That’s it, that’s it, that’s it, that’s it
I’ve been ridin’ through the west dodgin’ paparazzi (huh)
Diamonds drippin’ on my neck, I be saucy saucy (brrr)
Damn I’m dressed fresh to death, stepping out the coffin (yeah)
That’s it, that’s it, that’s it, that’s it (huh, it’s Gucci!)

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I’m on the top
Don’t even get me started ’cause I don’t like to stop
I’m shinin’ harder than everybody and I just wore a watch
Two bad bitches, one say that she just wanna watch
I hope she know she lookin’ at a whole lotta guap
This bitch so bad that she deserve a whole lot of props
If ye ain’t gettin’ money, she ain’t even gon’ talk
She spoiled like a toddler and I ain’t even her father
She let her call me daddy, I treat her like pops
It’s Gucci

[Chorus: Bebe Rexha]
That’s it, that’s it, that’s it, that’s it
That’s it, that’s it, that’s it, that’s it
That’s it, that’s it, that’s it, that’s it
That’s it, that’s it
That’s it, that’s it, that’s it, that’s it
That’s it, that’s it, that’s it, that’s it
That’s it, that’s it, that’s it, that’s it
That’s it, that’s it

[Verse 3: Bebe Rexha]
Multicolor [?], with the swimmin’ fishes
Mothafucka I’m a star, I don’t do no dishes
I don’t never speak or talk, all you basic bitches
That’s it, that’s it, that’s it, that’s it
Ridin’ up in the Tesla, it’s a little vicious
Barbies from New York, I hail outta Brooklyn
That’s why all eyes on you, I see you lookin’
That’s it, that’s it, that’s it, that’s it

[Verse 4: 2 Chainz]
2 Chainz, yeah
I like my coffee cold, like my women hot (hot)
I like my spot big, like my car dropped (alright)
Revenge of the have and the have-nots (truuuu)
‘Cause back then I didn’t even have knots
Yeah, shawty look kinda cute
But her friend there look kinda cuter
I was on the Macbook computer
Tryna go through the whole Kama Sutra
I did, I did, that’s it, that’s it
Mattress, passion, satisfaction
Aw

[Chorus: Bebe Rexha & 2 Chainz]
That’s it, that’s it, that’s it, that’s it (that’s it, bow, boom)
That’s it, that’s it, that’s it, that’s it (boom, boom)
That’s it, that’s it, that’s it, that’s it (that’s it)
That’s it, that’s it (tell ’em)
That’s it, that’s it, that’s it, that’s it (alright)
That’s it, that’s it, that’s it, that’s it (ugh)
That’s it, that’s it, that’s it, that’s it
That’s it, that’s it (tru)

Gotta’ lot on my mind
I’m thinking I’m needing a break to clear up the clutter, damn man
Can I get a minute get some space, man
You been through my head, playing games man
You be way too controlling
Got me feeling like I can’t breathe, I can’t even hang with a homie
Ain’t no reason not to trust me, I’m your lady not a slave
You my nigga not my master, I’ll escape thinking who can I run to?
Got me looking for a new dude
With a chill vibe, who a nice time, who can lay back, who don’t pick fights, who ain’t insecure

[Chorus: Jazmine Sullivan]
Why you gotta’ be so insecure?
When I did all I could do, but you be wanting more
And why you can’t get above my back
And I can take a lot of shit, but I won’t take that

[Verse 2: Bryson Tiller]
Been a long time, ain’t been home – I been away
Work got me in and out of state
Don’t know what you’re doing, wonder what you’re doing
You got niggas in you’re face, I’ll never let you go to waste
You’re my treasure, baby, not my trash
Thirsty bout to make a nigga spaz
Why I treat you like a trophy, control freak
I tell you thats better than no freak
Find someone better you can go free
Stop trippin’ girl you know me, I’m your homie
Don’t cut it off, we done said it all and we done it all
I want it all, for myself sorry if I’m coming off insecure
Ooh, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Jazmine Sullivan]
Why you gotta be so insecure?
When I did all I could do, but you be wanting more
And why you can’t get above my back
And I can take a lot of shit, but I won’t take that

[Verse 3: Jazmine Sullivan]
Don’t you never trust, it’s important
Ever heard of that, is it foreign to you?
Is a good time really boring to you?
You be on your Suge Knight, I was tryna find
You believe you’re a lover
Are you my man or my big brother
Baby somethings wrong with this picture
You make it hard to wanna stay with ya
I’m your lady, not a slave
You my nigga, not my master, I’ll escape
Thinking who can I run to?
Got me looking for a new dude
I’m a good girl but you reach in
’bout to make me give you reason to be insecure

[Chorus: Jazmine Sullivan]
Why you gotta’ be so insecure? (so insecure)
When I did all I could do, but you be wanting more (but you be wanting more and more)
And why you can’t get above my back
And I can take a lot of shit, but I won’t take that (but I won’t take that)
No I won’t take that no more