Yg - When I Was Gone Lyrics
[Hook: YG]When I was goneI heard you was *****in' on whoeverLove you again? I can neverWhen I was goneYou tried to take a advantage of a niggaHad me pull a hammer on a nigga. (on a nigga)Thass' why you don't love these hoesThass' why you don't love these hoesThass' why you don't love these hoesThass' why you don't love these hoes[Verse 1: YG]I was... in jail wit' all niggasYou was waiting to exhale *****ing wit all niggasMy momma said I should accept yo apologyBut ***** that, that's just reverse psychologyI don't love you no more, and I think you a hoYou let a nigga go too long, without no stoFor all my niggas doing time, I know how it getYo homies disappear, and yo ***** turn into a flip[Verse 2: RJ]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 don't get mad, we get EVENBut this is why I lost feelins', cause if these hoes ain't fully flippin, then they cartwheeling[Hook:YG][Verse 3: Tee Cee]She got a nigga in here, dumb hot (dumb hot)Tell a *****, hurry up it's in that green dotLeft a nigga in the dirt, now she like 7-Eleven giving free slurpsI bought a celly from my cellmate, she don't even text a nigga no kind of sex-play***** that *****, imma have the lil home girls rush that *****[Verse 4: Charlie Hood]I say my bail too high, my hopes too lowMy case too slow, Violation from my P.OI just got out I shoulda just stayed on the couch, 3-way now my ho tryna cuss me outAnd my lawyer say the witness coming to trial, on top of that I heard my main ***** *****in' aroundI'm bangin' and shit, my lady prolly sellin' her clit, no money on my booksA nigga taking L'S wit this *****![Hook: YG][Verse 5: Reem Riches]If I put my trust in a *****, I'll always be hurtShoulda known you wasn't shit from that fake louie purseYou broke, dumb and goofyReally tried to boof me, you gone end up like ya mama a old ratchet hoochieYou couldn't stay down if you was nailed to the floor, three baby daddy's I ain't tryna be fo' (uh-uh)Thass why I got no love these hoes, sucka duckin', you be suckin all the bros...[Verse 6: Slim 400]When I was gone, I heard you was *****in on budda, hoein in the hood gettin guddaWhen I was gone, heard you was hangin on the block... ***** I don't like you on da blockWhen I ain't home, you be doing hella ho shitThinkin I ain't heard up in this *****?Run my door, or imma pull a blade on you *****Pen it til she blast on you *****And I ain't wrong...My telly went big on the sto and you ain't even yo phoneAnd now a nigga on, lost all respect for you *****You can burn, I ain't gonna spit on you *****[Outro: YG]When I was gone...
