T. Quaites/M. Mosley/F. Ojetunde)





I'm just sittin' smokin' weed and looking at some old pictures

From mom's house of when I was a young boy

And the first one that I see is of me and Melinda

On the roof throwin' gang signs

The kind of homie that you don't find

But she always kept things on her mind

She never was my baby, we had a crush

When we were younger

We used to hump and that was it

No bullsit, she was eleven I was ten

But she meant more to me than any woman since



CHORUS:

RememberMelinda

I used to stay across the street from her

She could have been a supermodel

Don't remember doing shit without her

I often think about her

RememberMelinda

Never really found her way home

I loved her like my sister

Dear Lord I really miss her, one wish

Long as I live, I'll always RememberMelinda



She always had a lot of drama

Watchin' daddy drunk beating on mama

She used to stuff grams in her bra for my nigga Rob

Twistin' niggas was her job, married to the mob

I used to take her on runs with me

She'd sit in the passenger seat and count the funds for me

It's my fault, I introduced her to the game

To find out she couldn't hang - and it's a shame

That I remember when she started actin' crazy

Was first day she brought my yay to me

Let's get some yack because you made me now

But wait up, what's the deal why ain't you happy

Something's wrong and that's really an open package

That's when I finally realize

Melinda getting high off my supply!



(Repeat Chorus)



And no I'll never forget the night

Her nose started bleeding, her eyes turned white

And I can't get it out of my mind

I'm telling you I still remember, yes I remember

12:30 on the dot here come the doc

The news he's bringing me I'm shocked

Another victim; And I done made my self a killing

All for the love of drug dealing



(Repeat Chorus 4x