When I'm Gone

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 Em                            
And they say all I rap about is 
       Gm
bitches and champagne,
You would too if every night you 
                    C
seen the same thing
Money wall to wall, young famous 
     C
nigga, spend it all,

when you die you can't take it with 
ya
Em
Bottle of Rose if I'm drinking with 
ya
Gm
Cause most niggas is broke their 
bank is injured
C
Then bitches gonna ride with who 
they think's a winner
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C
And I'll be smiling in case they 
take a picture
Em                                
Oh, I'm smoking weed drinking 
          Gm
liquor make a hundred

on a show spend it all on my niggas
C
When I go shopping I tell them pick 
one
C
Cause they was with me when nobody 
seen a vision
Em                                
Always about my business don't 
      Gm
play the cards

I talked to the niggas who dealed 
them, uhh
C
Royal flush, now look up them niggas
 and baby girl you see us, yeah

Refrão:

                 Em                
I'm gonna spend it all why wait for
      Gm
 another day
                    C
I'ma take all this money I own and 
blow it all away
                               Em  
Cause I can't take it when I'm 
                 Gm
gone, gone, gone, gone
                           C
No I can't take it when I'm gone, 
gone, gone (x2)

Verso 2:

Hella hoes in my car, they wanna 
feel that maximum speed
Never had an absence of weed
Tired of being at the bar, 
everything Louie V,
Plus the most exclusive treat in my 
jar
Making my bank, spending it all
and that expensive shit you paid 
for, she had it on
She taking it off, most of these 
niggas just talk and taking it off
Back in the day money was short, I'm
 making it taller
you know what I mean, some say it's 
a problem
Blowings my greens, not saving my 
collards
No NBA, they say I'm a baller
Live for today, it's not like my 
father

(Refrão)