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Yg – When I Was Gone Lyrics

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When I was gone
I heard you was fuckin on whoever
Love you again? I can never
When I was gone
You tried to take a advantage of a nigga
Had me pull a hammer on a nigga. on a nigga
Thass why you dont love these hoes
Thass why you dont love these hoes
Thass why you dont love these hoes
Thass why you dont love these hoes

I was… in jail wit all niggas
You was waiting to exhale fucking wit all niggas
My momma said i should accept yo apology
But fuck that, thats just reverse psychology
I dont love you no more, and i think you a ho
You let a nigga go too long, without no sto
For all my niggas doing time, i know how it get
Yo homies disappear, and yo bitch turn into a flip

Once upon a time, I thought i found love but then she played me…
I was gone.came back now my baby, having a baby…
I know you was cheatin, i was outta town eatin
But real players we dont get mad, we get EVEN
But this is why i lost feelins, cause if these hoes aint fully flippin, then they cartwheeling

She got a nigga in here, dumb hot dumb hot
Tell a bitch, hurry up its in that green dot aye
Left a nigga in the dirt, now she like 7-Eleven giving free slurps
I bought a celly from my cellmate, she dont even text a nigga no kind of sex-play
Aye fuck that bitch, imma have the lil home girls rush that bitch

I say my bail too high, my hopes too low
My case too slow, Violation from my P.O
I just got out I shoulda just stayed on the couch, 3-way now my ho tryna cuss me out
And my lawyer say the witness coming to trial, on top of that i heard my main bitch fuckin around
Im bangin and shit, my lady prolly sellin her clit, no money on my books
A nigga taking LS wit this bitch!

If i put my trust in a bitch, ill always be hurt
Shoulda known you wasnt shit from that fake louie purse
You broke, dumb and goofy
Really tried to boof me, you gone end up like ya mama a old ratchet hoochie
You couldnt stay down if you was nailed to the floor, three baby daddys i aint tryna be fo uh-uh
Thass why I got no love these hoes, sucka duckin, you be suckin all the bros…

When I was gone, I heard you was fuckin on budda, hoein in the hood gettin gudda
When I was gone, heard you was hangin on the block… BITCH i dont like you on da block
When I aint home, you be doing hella ho shit
Thinkin i aint heard up in this bitch?
Run my door, or imma pull a blade on you BITCH
Pen it til she blast on you BITCH
And i aint wrong…
My telly went big on the sto and you aint even yo phone
And now a nigga on, lost all respect for you bitch
You can burn, i aint gonna spit on you bitch

When I was gone…

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