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¡GONE!
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¡GONE!은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2026년 6월 30일일에 GODBODYTHACLIQUE에서 발매되었습니다.¡GONE! - Single
2026년 6월 30일
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You don't, it always seem to go
That you don't, it always seem to go
That you don't, it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone
You don't, it always seem to go
That you don't, it always seem to go
That you don't, it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone
Watch how them days go
As a young kid raised up in Daygo
Mama drove me 'round in that whip, God bless her damn soul
Ain't no stress, even though pockets ain't filled with queso
Yes, I had dreams way back then this would pay off
What is life without a complication?
I can't get my grandpa back but I can get ovations
I can't get my lover back but I keep getting laid shit
And I can't get my homie back but tolerate the fake shit
I be on vacation
And as a kid I was dreaming solely of gold watches
Grammy nominations, while all the foes watchin'
And even though my ego had left me with no options
I think once I get it, I want the folks watchin'
'Course I want hell star beams, and solid gold
'Course I want leather seats up in a boat
But I talked to God the other day, He said let it be known
That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone
You don't, it always seem to go
That you don't, it always seem to go
That you don't, it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone
Ayy, what's crackin', baby?
I been there plannin' to kick the doors in
Each time the trophy comin', this shit golden
I been there, she cry there, fuck it, it's all chosen
Won't stop 'til left wrist and my teeth frozen
Then I notice this whole thing workin' to fill holes in
More love, more hoes, more chains, and more Dolce
My good friend, my best friend cryin' up in a home
Way before pipes dreams took over the soul
Man, fuck it, I been there all along
Last time that they were proud? Shit was prolly the cap and gown
Everybody got problems not everybody was found
But baby, you know regardless I'm finna break out the mold
Keep prayin' to Lord, 'course I want more
'Course I want, 'course I want hell star beams, and solid gold
'Course I want leather seats up in a boat
But I talked to God the other day, He said let it be known
That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone
You don't, it always seem to go
That you don't, it always seem to go
That you don't, it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone
Written by: Gael Bagby-Fonseca, Me bro No one will ever write for me
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