by CHRISTIAN
It started with a phone call
We talked all through the night
I saw you at school walkin’ through the hall
and sometimes I’m like this ain’t right
With skin caramel
smooth as silk
it would be kinda harmful
to remove the filt
But you turned evil
Like the devilish fruit
had me feelin’ feeble
Too weak to even know the truth
It was always you for me
Not me for you
if you could only see me by your side
you was suppose to be my Bonny and I be
yo Clyde get it my R.O.D.
Ride Or Die
But this is too mean to release your surname
So this is for you
Thank you
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