When You're Gone (feat. Lil Wayne)

G-Eazy

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    Shoutout Dakari
    Shoutout Ed, shoutout Jessie, shoutout The Game
    It's like we always do it this time
    Thinkin' to myself like, yeah, uh

    Starin' at a blank canvas
    Thinkin' 'bout what should I write, should I plan this?
    Reminiscin' 18, a freshman on campus
    With dreams so big, nobody understands us
    Till they came true, started goin' bananas
    Somewhere along the road, I got as lost as Atlantis
    Been there since Vegas, drinkin' under cabanas
    And medicine for breakups, take the pills life hand us
    No sleep, I been up for a couple of days
    Can't nobody talk to him, been stuck in my ways
    They say: It's unsustainable, but fuck it, it pays
    Results and results, keep runnin' them plays
    I see the writing's on the wall, that shit's getting clear
    My new girl says she love me, but I don't even hear her
    I can't even drive a Jag', that shit is inferior
    Only time I see a threat, when (yeah) I look in the mirror

    They only love you (ay) when you gone
    It don't matter where you goin', (uh) yuh (you know)
    But I did it on my own
    So I'd rather be alone, yeah (I'd rather be alone)
    Yeah, they only love you when you're gone
    It don't matter where you goin' (yeah, uh)
    Well, I got it on my own, so I'd rather die alone (yeah)

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    Yeah, the greatest gift is knowledge itself
    They fail to talk about my journey when mentionin' wealth
    I made it here all by my lonely, no askin' for help
    What if my debut never dropped and got kept up on a shelf?
    Uh, from the soil, grew it slowly
    All black, leather, slicked back, they want the old G
    Things are happenin' again, that's what they told me
    I came home, full circle, not as an OG
    Blink my eyes, to my surprise, I'm in Tokyo
    Twenty thousand in the crowd singin' every quote
    Blink again and they kickin' me outta Canada
    I swear you wouldn't have the stomach or the stamina
    Yeah, my shoulders carry over twenty tons
    Biggie said it's more problems when the money comes
    My songs speak to the greats, yeah the one-of-ones
    I'ma go out as a legend when it's said and done

    They only love you when you gone
    It don't matter where you goin' (where you go, uh) yuh
    But I did it on my own (on my own)
    So I'd rather be alone, yeah (I'd rather be alone)
    Yeah, they only love you when you're gone (yeah)
    It don't matter where you goin', yeah
    Well, I got it on my own, so I'd rather die alone

    Who put this shit together? I put this shit together
    I'ma wear all my chains like some Olympic medals
    They think it's all a game, so I'm thinkin' winnin' record
    They thinkin' Kurt Cobain, but I'm thinkin' living legend
    I'm straight to the Hall of Fame from the hallways of the ghetto
    It's fuck the world, fuck 12, since I was like 10-11
    I built the whole fuckin' mountain, I started out with a pebble
    That money talk, that's a convo
    If you broke then that's a lecture
    I does me, 'cause only God can judge me
    Nigga, trust me, only I can trust me
    Yeah, it's just me, and the skies above me
    But I dug deep, now close your eyes and come see
    Will they love me when I'm gone? Will they know me?
    Do they love me when I'm home or when I'm OT?
    I'm here I don't know how long before I won't be
    So when I'm gone, how long will they want me? (Yeah)

    They only love you when you gone
    It don't matter where you goin', yeah (matter where you goin')
    But I did it on my own
    So I'd rather be alone, yeah (alone, yeah)
    Yeah, they only love you when you're gone (Wayne, I appreciate you more than you'll ever understand)
    It don't matter where you goin', yeah (you know, a hero of mine)
    Well, I got it on my own, so I'd rather die alone (uh)

    Never finished, tryna search for more
    Fuck a hit, this shit is what I do it for
    So these bars will always be apart of me
    Right now, I feel like track two on Tha Carter III
    Uh, like it's 2008 NOLA
    This shit was bubblin' and I don't even drink soda
    The whole industry was givin' me a cold shoulder
    And now my record label needs me to make quota
    Yeah, that's all facts and every bar is real
    In twenty years, pray to God I'm makin' art still
    I'm lettin' everything go like a yard sale
    'Cause these songs'll beat longer than my heart will

    Song details

    Composition: Lil Wayne, Dakari, G-Eazy, Nick Brongers, Edgar Machuca, Brian Chew, and Jesse Ackerman

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