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And I guess you was right, OG Maco
Got him in broad day, 5 o'clock, like bank close
We caught him lackin' on streets he knew he can't go
Sent a single

They told me I should flex a little
Fuck being modest and humble I’ll stay right in the middle
So let me start by bragging bout all of the things

down cause I'll just respawn
Man this shit hot like Black Swan, I'm James Bond in Casino Royale
I've been writing more than your fucking pen pal
And my

World
Uhhh

Fuck a top list young gaudy, A1
Ima Body shit until my last days come
Keep fucking with the Jefe, you gon die by this gun
That's dead bodies,

it, just like the 6th day
Started from the fifth grade
You could call me Rick James
And I'm tripping on the holy water
Feeling tipsy
You could never hit

thought you'd be this fucked up by a misfit 
Take a hit, run it back like a pick six  
I'm Jokic when I bust out my bag of tricks
Or Magic, I just had

thought you'd be this fucked up by a misfit 
Take a hit, run it back like a pick six  
I'm Jokic when I bust out my bag of tricks
Or Magic, I just had

family
Picked up with his brother James and left from Galilee
A black man murdered by the state to make him go away
"Why have You forsaken me?" was all

pumped
I won't dodge no beef when the day come
I will carry my heat like i'm james yeah
See I tend to do drive-bys and spark at opps
And I know my opps

spot the flakes the snakes and those rats
Faker than a fairy Jim Carrey with those masks
Unbury your whole casket rapping on these beats
Off the internet

like James Harden
How you gonna let 'em pay you less than you worth, dog, you got outsmarted
I just talked to my nigga $MB, that was just the other day

Yeah, yeah, yeah STK
Any day above ground is another marathon
Even if I no dey hold
Me shadda bɛ fa wo sɛ James Bond
Checki me shoe, watch, specs

Ladies and gentleman
I got a story to tell
Come on and sit side by side on this carpet
It goes a little something like this
She came on me hard
No

these niggas hate
You got ass, OK great, pop that pussy make it shake

Say she feeling me
I know why it's cause I got the remedy
I thought being broke

some jewels, I aint talking Randle
Forever know that Vante with me, even on my worse day
You would think that me and him had, had the same birthday
Let's

enough
You want my trust than i need you to Confront me when I'm fuckin up
Out here running these major plays Without stopping to huddle up
Call my smoker

Had my Father pass on me
I went deeper to addiction
Then I had a stint in prison
And a piece of me was missing
Now I take it day by day
Tryna keep it in

Anti-Facist
And I will fuck you up if anybody is asking
I got zero tolerance for a racist, 
homophobia and all of this fucking fake shit
Made up by

could've had was something special, James
Instead we both decided to play all these mental games
I don't forgive you at all but I at least understand
What I

Way out
I’ve been smoking like most days
Downed a bottle of Rose
I’m so drunk it got no taste
I don’t care what these hoes say
They don’t wanna get home

bitch my breed is simply
Somethin uncomparable that's why they all resent me

Yeah it's 007 like I'm James Bond pussy stay calm
I just hittem with that

they tryna get me back to my old days
Why I had to adapt to these cold ways, yeah
Cuz I was too fucked up
Made a play then lucked up yeah, yeah
Still

don't kick it at these niggas place
If you my shorty that means you're worthy in a Nigga face
Shoot like James worthy I put my jersey on and caught

“As Close To Perfect As Can Be” 
Narrators: Father Aaron Cline (The Priest) & James Langston (The Groom) 
 PRESENT DAY 

“Dearly beloved, we gather