
Till I’m Gone (Remix) Jim Jones (Ft. Pusha T, Tinie Tempah & Wiz Khalifa)
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[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & Tinie Tempah]
(Drumma boy)
I grew tired of the same, then one night
Packed my things, told the one I love I'll be back one day
Through the fight, through the pain
Booked a flight, took a plane
Told her not to cry, I'll be back one day
Remix
Been dreaming this since I was young
So baby girl I'll be going 'til I'm gone, gone
Day dreaming, night dreaming
'Til I'm gone, gone
Now we gleaming, let's go
'Til I'm gone, gone
[Verse 1: Tinie Tempah]
Uh, you can't see me bitch, I'm something you will never know
I'm a star, you need a motherfuckin' telescope
Doing numbers, niggas punching in the telephones
I give 'em line after line like I'm sellin' coke
I'm well connected like a nigga with a modem
And these bitches know I ball, that's why these bitches on my scrotum
Flying right across the ocean bumping Frank and Billy Ocean
On a private jet, they let a nigga smoke in, think I'm joking?
Come and play, pour out another bottle
Bring your girls 'round and let's turn my apartment to a brothel
I do this shit for real, blowing up the clubs
And when they see them bottles then them niggas know it's us, motherfucker (Motherfucker)
(Drumma boy)
I grew tired of the same, then one night
Packed my things, told the one I love I'll be back one day
Through the fight, through the pain
Booked a flight, took a plane
Told her not to cry, I'll be back one day
Remix
Been dreaming this since I was young
So baby girl I'll be going 'til I'm gone, gone
Day dreaming, night dreaming
'Til I'm gone, gone
Now we gleaming, let's go
'Til I'm gone, gone
[Verse 1: Tinie Tempah]
Uh, you can't see me bitch, I'm something you will never know
I'm a star, you need a motherfuckin' telescope
Doing numbers, niggas punching in the telephones
I give 'em line after line like I'm sellin' coke
I'm well connected like a nigga with a modem
And these bitches know I ball, that's why these bitches on my scrotum
Flying right across the ocean bumping Frank and Billy Ocean
On a private jet, they let a nigga smoke in, think I'm joking?
Come and play, pour out another bottle
Bring your girls 'round and let's turn my apartment to a brothel
I do this shit for real, blowing up the clubs
And when they see them bottles then them niggas know it's us, motherfucker (Motherfucker)
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