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Come&Go

  • Writer: Cassandra LaMantia
    Cassandra LaMantia
  • Oct 19, 2025
  • 2 min read

Don't tell me you miss me

Don't call me baby

You owe me 2 hunnid

And you ain't even paid me


I thought you was real

Someone I could trust

I played my cards wrong

That shit was a bust


If you heard me twice

Then you heard me once

Take yo ass to the circus

With all them lil stunts


You shit and you stank

Now you with the skunks

So long & farewell

You been dead to me for months


Posted outside the spot

Yes I'm keeping tabs

I found all my culprits

Even spotted some strags


My intuition never wrong

Cause I know who I am

If my name in your mouth

Then you getting the blam


When shit be so foul

All I do is laugh

Get the fuck out my face

I'm perfecting my craft


He didn't like my pink toes

Wants white on em only

Good thing I'm not his

Cause I'll leave him so lonely


He got in my car

What the fuck are you doing

He love that Sinatra

The lyrics he spewing


Unbuckled his belt

He trynna get felt

Sent him clean off

And I got no guilt


Said I ain't got no guilt

You gone get what you give

And this life you get one

So you better live


Said you better live

You do that through love

Only the family

And my God up above


Yall are so dry

Not even winning yo days

Moving mad and so mindless

Not even knowing what you say


And with that I will leave you

Cause I gotta hit the hay

But before I do that

I will hope and I'll pray




 
 
 

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