[Intro: Boldy James]
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Don't nothin' beat a failure but to try
[Verse 1: Boldy James]
It's a tragedy, the agony of defeat
Left a bitter taste in his mouth, revenge could be as sweet
As it is sour, took what was rightfully ours
I see no bravery, that's why he died the death of a coward
Shot him dead in his face in front of his baby mama
I sat there waiting patient, he had me waitin' for hours
The later it got, it only made me hotter
Finna reacquaint him with this hoe he know named Karma
A pretty bitch plenty niggas hit
You get what you get and he got what he had comin' to 'em
Four-five Glock let the ACP cut into him
Tell him me and my man Bullet finna bump into him
On the sneak tip, seen him, put 'em through him
Fed him the four-fifth and left his whole shit in ruins
That's my story and I'm stickin' to it
I could have paid a nigga to do it but I'd rather had did the shootin'
[Hook: Boldy James]
Overkill, just like my pops taught me
So don't you double-dip, ever try to double cross me (Never)
For niggas tryna get one up on me
I keep somethin' that'll get them the fuck up off me
See that nigga over there with the ice Cartis
He don't know, we 'bout to throw him a surprise party
Your life is at stake and once he bite the bait
That's the icing on the cake, I'm 'bout to throw him a surprise party
227
Don't nothin' beat a failure but to try
[Verse 1: Boldy James]
It's a tragedy, the agony of defeat
Left a bitter taste in his mouth, revenge could be as sweet
As it is sour, took what was rightfully ours
I see no bravery, that's why he died the death of a coward
Shot him dead in his face in front of his baby mama
I sat there waiting patient, he had me waitin' for hours
The later it got, it only made me hotter
Finna reacquaint him with this hoe he know named Karma
A pretty bitch plenty niggas hit
You get what you get and he got what he had comin' to 'em
Four-five Glock let the ACP cut into him
Tell him me and my man Bullet finna bump into him
On the sneak tip, seen him, put 'em through him
Fed him the four-fifth and left his whole shit in ruins
That's my story and I'm stickin' to it
I could have paid a nigga to do it but I'd rather had did the shootin'
[Hook: Boldy James]
Overkill, just like my pops taught me
So don't you double-dip, ever try to double cross me (Never)
For niggas tryna get one up on me
I keep somethin' that'll get them the fuck up off me
See that nigga over there with the ice Cartis
He don't know, we 'bout to throw him a surprise party
Your life is at stake and once he bite the bait
That's the icing on the cake, I'm 'bout to throw him a surprise party
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