I'm Gone Video (MV)

Counting the money I do
Coming in green and then blue
Pussy money weed im in my zone
If it aint bout the money bitch im gone
Im playing tag with the bag
When you see me im chasing the cash
Chain dripping pinky thats a splash
Lane switching looking like dash
From the incredibles I sit back and I just smoke on my sectional
Rolling more green than a vegan eat vegetables
Bad bitch she just play with my genitals
And I be counting the cash
And she blow me like a blunt
Then she get dumped like my ashes
Call when you know where the cash is
There I go back in my zone
Twice as nice I might have me clone
Im the king pulled the sword from the stone
Blowing money cause I cant take it when im gone
Counting the money I do
Coming in green and then blue
Pussy money weed im in my zone
If it aint bout the money bitch im gone
Counting the money I do
Coming in green and then blue
Pussy money weed im in my zone
If it aint bout the money bitch im gone
Counting the money I do
Coming in green and then blue
You got more money than who
Darkside its a jack move
We swing on the scene with them black suits
I bust a few shots let the Mac cool
We get all the cash out the backroom
And lock everyone in the bathroom
Hundred yard dash with the cash
Make it to the whip the dash
In my lane you'll crash
Choppa spray not splash
Run it who run it I run it like breezy
Better salute when you see me
Im with the gang
They cut you open for the green like you eat kiwi
Im rubbing that choppa the bullets my genie
Aim and then pop at ya beanie
Bet you get popped like a wheelie
Spraying it freely ugh
Counting the money I do
Coming in green and then blue
Pussy money weed im in my zone
If it aint bout the money bitch im gone
Pussy money weed im in my zone
If it aint bout the money bitch im gone
Count up the money I do
I just stay blessed like achoo
Bandana might hit like Ryu
Bandana might hit like Ryu
I get bitches by the two
I get cold like the flu
Don't have to ask why they choose
My nigga I win and you lose
Oo I love the money bitch yes I do
With my gang we aint f*cking with you
With my gang we aint f*cking with you
Getting money niggas didn't have a clue
Smoking that skunk i got the gas feeling like Pepe le pew
What's in the trunk hope I don't spaz
I just might aim it at you
They going see you on the news
Darkside the side that I choose
You cant survive with the crew
If it aint bout the money I don't make moves