YG - When I Was Gone Lyrics

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[Hook: YG]
When I was gone
I heard you was fucking on whoever
Love you again? I can never
When I was gone
You tried to take advantage of a nigga
Had me pull a hammer on a nigga. (on a nigga)
Thass’ why you don’t love these hoes
Thass’ why you don’t love these hoes
Thass’ why you don’t love these hoes
Thass’ why you don’t love these hoes

[Verse 1: YG]
I was….in jail wit’ all niggas
You was waiting to exhale fucking wit all niggas
My momma said I should accept yo apology
But fuck that, that’s just reverse psychology
I don’t love you no more, and I think you a ho
You let a nigga go too long, without no sto
For all my niggas doing time, I know how it get
Yo homies disappear, and yo bitch turn into a flip

[Verse 2: RJ]
Once upon a time, I thought I found love but then she played me…
I was gone..came back now my baby, having a baby…
I know you was cheating, I was outta town eating
But real players we don’t get mad, we get EVEN
But this is why I lost feelings, cause if these hoes ain’t fully flipping, then they cartwheeling

[Hook: YG]
When I was gone
I heard you was fucking on whoever
Love you again? I can never
When I was gone
You tried to take a advantage of a nigga
Had me pull a hammer on a nigga. (on a nigga)
Thass’ why you don’t love these hoes
Thass’ why you don’t love these hoes
Thass’ why you don’t love these hoes
Thass’ why you don’t love these hoes

[Verse 3: Tee Cee]
She got a nigga in here, dumb hot (dumb hot)
Tell a bitch, hurry up and send that green dot (aye)
Left a nigga in the dirt, now she like 7-Eleven giving free slurps
I bought a celly from my cellmate, she don’t even text a nigga no kind of sex-play
Aye fuck that bitch, I’ma have the lil home girls rush that bitch

[Verse 4: Charlie Hood]
I say my bail too high, my hopes too low
My case too slow, Violation from my P.O
I just got out I shoulda just stayed on the couch, 3-way now my ho tryna cuss me out
And my lawyer say the witness coming to trial, on top of that I heard my main bitch fucking around
I’m banging and shit, my lady prolly selling her clit, no money on my books
A nigga taking L’S wit this bitch!

[Verse 5: Reem Riches]
If I put my trust in a bitch, i’ll always be hurt
Shoulda known you wasn’t shit from that fake louie purse
You broke, dumb and goofy
Really tried to boof me, you gone end up like ya mama a old ratchet hoochie
You couldn’t stay down if you was nailed to the floor, three baby daddy’s I ain’t tryna be fo’ (uh-uh)
Thass why I got no love for these hoes, sucka duckin’, you be suckin all the bros…

[Verse 6: Slim 400]
When I was gone, I heard you was fucking on budda, hoein in the hood getting gudda
When I was gone, heard you was hanging on the block…BITCH I don’t like you on da block
When I ain’t home, you be doing hella ho shit
Thinking I ain’t heard up in this bitch?
Run my door, or I’ma pull a blade on you BITCH
Pen it ’till she blast on you BITCH
And I ain’t wrong…
My telly went big on the sto and you ain’t even answer yo phone
And now a nigga on, lost all respect for you bitch
You can burn, I ain’t gonna spit on you bitch

[Outro: YG]
When I was gone……….