Hook: Every night he grab the same soda from the back Two-seventeen, black hoodie, same crack in the glass Midnight rain cold, ring light cut the path One more time and that’s his last Why you let him touch what used to be mine Why you smile in his face while you crossin’ that line Why, why, why Pamela Why you do me like that, why Why, why, why Pamela I still love you, why Why you pick his bed over the one we made Why you still got my chain while you out gettin’ laid Why, why, why Pamela I still love you, why Verse 1: Matte gray Q50 parked across the street Plain white Amiri jeans, logo tucked neat Close friends story showed me what time he eat I been sitting patient, no noise, no heat Blue light flick when he step on the porch I don’t blink once, I just study the course Receipt in the holder say forty-seven sixty-two Gas station camera caught the fit, nothing new Pamela lied straight through her teeth on the phone Said she was with her cousin, now the truth getting shown I loved her too deep, still do in my bones But the disrespect cut deeper than stones Tension in the whip like the air getting thick I grip the wheel tighter, don’t move, don’t twitch Just watching that blue light wait for the click Hook: Every night he grab the same soda from the back Two-seventeen, black hoodie, same crack in the glass Midnight rain cold, ring light cut the path One more time and that’s his last Why you let him touch what used to be mine Why you smile in his face while you crossin’ that line Why, why, why Pamela Why you do me like that, why Why, why, why Pamela I still love you, why Why you pick his bed over the one we made Why you still got my chain while you out gettin’ laid Why, why, why Pamela I still love you, why Verse 2: Light still on, he scrolling through his feed Probably texting her back, planting more seeds I know every move ‘cause she gave me the lead Close friends exposed him, now he finna bleed Q50 quiet, blend in with the night No flashy shit, just the plain Amiri white I calculate the seconds till the light cut right Then it’s done in the dark, no bark, no bite Pamela still got my heart in her hand Even while I’m sitting here making my plan Why she had to fuck with another man Now I’m locked in revenge mode, can’t understand Blue light still glowing, he taking his time I’m breathing real slow, staying in my prime One flick off and the moment is mine Hook: Every night he grab the same soda from the back Two-seventeen, black hoodie, same crack in the glass Midnight rain cold, ring light cut the path One more time and that’s his last Why you let him touch what used to be mine Why you smile in his face while you crossin’ that line Why, why, why Pamela Why you do me like that, why Why, why, why Pamela I still love you, why Why you pick his bed over the one we made Why you still got my chain while you out gettin’ laid Why, why, why Pamela I still love you, why Outro: Why… why Pamela Still love you… why
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