Forget About Me Lyrics

[Verse]
Walk down slow in the light source
Tell my bitch I make a living on the race course
f*ck a nigga walking like he own the f*cking court
I swing with force
See, I never sell you shit
I killed that shit and show it's lit
Bitch, I played the f*cking day you never thought it
Placing cash up on my table, never f*cking not
Breaking windows, do my shit, I never really stop
Never shot
Never pull up on the back of shit
I know my f*cking talk (Yeah)
Running rage with no shit to know
Playing games with no place to go
Taking names, I got shit to show
Top down when your bitch low
Strolling ‘round the wave
Taking sounds I never fade
Laying bitches on the ground and say some shit I never gave
Rock the shit I made from day one
Burn slow when shit fun
Come ‘round the last day
Break down, I don't play
Think ‘bout shit ain't shit to get
Niggas play my f*cking hit
Talking bitches, won't you take my word?
I never wanna check
Shoot down niggas with the gold crown
Never know ‘bout me
Down a bitch
I make no sound Fake niggas say that they come with the pound
Run by me
Shot face down (Yeah)
Back again
I'm on the f*cking map
No f*cking gap
Waving to the place I always knew I'd never really set
Say the trees low when the lights flow
Ask shit, I don't know
Stack, stack, my case though
Backpack the condo
Money always talk
Got no class, that bitch a thot
Running checks around the person that I thought would take a pot
Better stay
f*ck a cot
f*ck your story and your plot
Bitch, I'm always with the Stockton niggas claiming that they hot
Put my input in the big pot
Came back, my brain's stop
Smackdown your flat top
Slow down your damn pot
Watch with the damn team
Thought shit, my thoughts mean
U.K., that bitch clean
Don't rush, that shit seem
Niggas talking say they fly
Bitch like, “Look back, that's the guy”
Never will you f*cking try
Clever while I f*cking die
Take a step and make a bet
Make a switch-up on the set
Thinking ‘bout the niggas from my back I never f*cking met

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