NovA (Producer) - Gone lyrics

[INTRO] Yeah, aye, yeah Yeah!, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah [VERSE] Get it man, why can't you get it man Stack all these dividends, It's in the ceilin' man I'm tryin' a get a second floor And whatever is in store, get galore I don't care I gotta get it before All them n***as do it Gotta employ myself, self-employ my health Regards on it Myself I been spittin' four a minute, never stopping until I finish You know I be up in it, in the ground Gotta hold it down for them n***as that slippin' up in my time They just trashin' [out] On the f**in' couch I ain't really doubting f** the word of mouth And what you heard about I've been in my town I've been in my city I've been for a visit now that you're with them b**hes Got my hair twisted, body girl that I was givin' f**in' [dits?] I go so hard on that instrument I go so hard on that can o' [hand?] I take the beat and I [strangest?] man I got the fire n***a light a candle Swear to n***a Imma be the man I need to [sh**?] on my own Yeah when it's so far from home Damn that your n***a be gone But I swear he in the zone I ain't got time for a no fun Not just tryin' a stack the funds n***a I'm here for the run Ain't never finna [?] Ya'll couldn't get me on the wood, yeah Pay for this b**h for fun, yeah Now I'm in this b**h for the funds, yeah Now my n***a got one with it One with it, one with it, one with it Now my n***a got one with it [INSTRUMENTAL]