OB - Gone! lyrics

[Intro: Phil Ade] Yeah Phil Ade D.C., Maryland, Virginia ya'll know what time it is Royal Fam in the building [Verse 1: Phil Ade] I'm gone n***as can't find me Pay trips to them palm trees Rockin' sh** that ain't out yet How I get b**h I'm me Royal Fam is the army Maryland that's all me Dre said I can take it over But he let me know that it's on me On Route 1 all black Mercedes Car packed with all black ladies Dope as all these crack babies I'm a beast Make a track contract rabies In fact maybe I'm a live legend Specialized in dime fetching But I ain't hand the b**h one cent Graced MTV with my presence Gold watch you can't find mine Not for sale can't buy mine Party don't start until I'm in it So f** ya'll you on my time Just appeared out of thin air Now I'm up where there's thin air Virgin Airline above your head I know where you headed I been there [Hook: Phil Ade] Now I'm gone Not fishin' n***a On a milk carton like I'm missing n***a I'm gone Big pimpin' n***a Got your chick and my chick kissing n***a I'm gone I must be trippin' n***a Got five swishers and a fifth of liquor I'm gone Still the same dude But your world and my world different n***a [Verse 2: Phil Ade] I'm the sh** Shawty I'm the sh** Check my clothes and kicks Backseat when I roll in whips All my hoes is thick You n***as sick Trynna hold my dick Stare a hole in my b**h Man I swear that my life a movie Let me roll a clip Everywhere I go I'm up in the crowd We smoke in the club I'm up in a cloud This is your girl I'm up in her now My circle of s** We f**in' around Everyone that I know up in my town Is telling me that I'm up next for the crown Half of the time I'm not even here I'm up in the air You stuck on the ground I be ridin' round Riverdale More change on me than a wishing well Haters I wish you well Slowing me down is a mission fail But don't get it misconstrued Get your a** hit if your diss come rude Tell the promoter to get some loot Or get Phil in a distant mood [Hook: Phil Ade] [Verse 3: Phil Ade] I'm gone Drop it Drop it to the floor No Don't stop it I want to see you get low Uptown Southside I want to see you get dough P.G. MoCo this the sh** I live for Polo drawers Polo socks So clean I look photoshopped Man I swear I can't leave the house without creating a photo-op No sir I don't know no cops Your man gets sponsored by street n***as By hoppin' out College Park In every house party like cheap liquor I'm gone Off Ciroc Me and Niko blowin' off the top My n***a fresh off the blocks So you know he bear arms he a halter top I'm trynna alter pop culture Run by nothing but vultures And I'mma hold the spot where the throne is I'm the new DMV poster Gone