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Damn Melly, why you do me like that?
Yeah this shit getting critical, walk in the spot and we plan to get rid of you
James Bond, James Bond, gotta keep me a blick or two
RIP J3 Yeah, I really be missing you
Say his name up in vain, I promise i'm blicking you
Round one, Mortal Kombat, I promise I'll finish you
It won't cost me a thing to get rid of you
It won't cost me a thing to get rid of you
She told me, let's just have a kid
I told her, bae, you gotta wait
I'd be damned if I bring a damn life in this world with me knowing there's no damn escape
Shit tough, gotta tuck my pole everywhere that I go
When we was just kids, there was nowhere that we couldn't go
Like I be hurting and nobody know
I stare at the sun and I start thinking slow
Where in the fuck did them days really go
We was really outside, we was just on the court
Now I'm seeing my niggas in court, Damn
But I gotta keep spitting this pain
Make sure they remember my name keep my head up my feelings it's fucking contained
Got a lot on my plate, I don't wanna be drained
Dickhead, nigga done died for the fame
Been dead, deady done blew out his brains
Pourin, know we be making it rain
Stormin, know we be putting in pain
Warning, throw me a shot if you play
Boring, might take that bitch on a date
Once again i ain't no regular nigga, I will proceed to throw shots for my bae glah
This shit getting critical, walk in the spot and we plan to get rid of you
James Bond, James Bond, gotta keep me a blick or two
RIP J3 Yeah, I really be missing you
Say his name up in vain, I promise i'm blicking you
Round one, Mortal Kombat, I promise I'll finish you(round one)
It won't cost me a thing to get rid of you
It won't cost me a thing to get rid of you



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Writer(s): Roemello J Lane
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