"He Gone" lyrics
Juvenile, Mannie Fresh & Dee-1 Lyrics
"He Gone"
I'm very sorry, but I don't think he's gonna make it
You never blown up a zip
You never gave Ball Mynx a big tip
With a whole lot of drip
You don't know how to get rich
'Cause you never follow the script
You followed your bitch
You never walk in a store
When they see you they closing the door
'Cause they know you got money to blow
They never gave you that feeling before
Or nobody you know
You never been with a hottie
Her fixing her body
The baddest inside of the potty
You never know what it feel like to be at the top
Nigga you never been hot
You never ran on the set to collect
You let nigga flex without paying their debts
Bitch you was stunting when you had a check
Now look at you now drinking Milwaukee Best
You drove
Look at your clothes
And you got all that white shit in your nose
You never been in control
You don't know how to get to your goal
'Cause you never hit it before
You never been in the know
You not a soldier
I told ya
I would expose ya
You never been in a hole
You life in a stove
So let the machine support ya
He not gon' make it
Lil' one not gon' make it
Tell his mama and his daddy that insurance they should take it
Carry him
Bury him
Right there by the cemetery
Y'all should bring him flowers for his birthday every January
(He gone, he gone, he gone)
Nah, he gone (yeah, he gone, yeah, outta here)
Nah, he gone (outta here)
Nah, he gone (yeah, outta here)
Nah, he gone (outta here)
Nah, he gone
Nah, he gone
Nah, he gone
You never been in a war
You never been on the block
You never run from a cop
You never bought a new car
You never been in a lot
Talking 'bout you in the trap
Everything you say is cap
You just be running your flap
You never carried a strap
You never could do it
So why you put that in your raps?
You never been in a scuffle, or been in a fight
You don't even know what it's like
You never took their advice to cherish your life
Or it'd be over tonight
You never been into drugs
You don't get buzzed, you never been in a club
Nigga, you never get love
You not a thug
We never cared that you was
You never ran up a check
You not a threat, you never been in the 'jects
You never bought a Rolex, I'm talking baguettes
The one with invisible sets
You never been out of town
You never been down
You don't even fuck with your rounds
You're broke
Now I got you on my boat
And you don't even know how to float (huh)
He not gon' make it
Lil' one not gon' make it
Tell his mama and his daddy that insurance they should take it
Carry him
Bury him
Right there by the cemetery
Y'all should bring him flowers for his birthday every January
(He gone, he gone, he gone)
Nah, he gone (yeah, he gone, yeah, outta here)
Nah, he gone (outta here)
Nah, he gone (yeah, outta here)
Nah, he gone (outta here)
Nah, he gone
Nah, he gone
Nah, he gone
You ain't got my respect
You're older than me, but you still living check to check
You ain't investing your bread, you ain't a King
You sleep in a queen-size bed
You ain't as dumb as you look
You talking a lot
But you a killer or a crook
You just need to be cool
You ain't a goon
You went to Catholic school
You ain't really got no love for your folks
Giving 'em turkey, but selling 'em dope
I don't want your dap, you ain't my bro
You ain't no hero, I'm letting you know
You ain't even really popping dog, you just go places to post pictures
You ain't really getting close to God, boy, you can't even quote no scriptures
You never beat the odds, you ain't got a job
So ain't it coincidental?
You never had a Mannie Fresh beat, you just rapping over instrumentals
You ain't Dee-1, you ain't Juvenile
You career ain't never blown up
You ain't a OG
You a DG
You a disappoint grown-up (huh)
Huh
He not gon' make it
Lil' one not gon' make it
Tell his mama and his daddy that insurance they should take it
Carry him
Bury him
Right there by the cemetery
Y'all should bring him flowers for his birthday every January
(He gone, he gone, he gone)
Nah, he gone (yeah, he gone, yeah, outta here)
Nah, he gone (outta here)
Nah, he gone (yeah, outta here)
Nah, he gone (outta here)
Nah, he gone
Nah, he gone
Nah, he gone
Writer(s): Byron Thomas, Charles Smith, David Augustine, Teruis Gray
- AZLyrics
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- Juvenile Lyrics
album:
"Boiling Point" (2026)
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