Forget About Me lyrics

[Verse 1]
Walk down slow in the light source
Tell my b*tch I make a living on the race course
f*ck a n*gga walking like he own the f*cking court
I swing with force
See, I never sell you sh*t
I killed that sh*t and show it’s lit
b*tch, I played the f*cking day you never thought it
Placing cash up on my table, never f*cking not
Breaking windows, do my sh*t, I never really stop
Never shot
Never pull up on the back of sh*t
I know my f*cking talk (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Running rage with no sh*t to know
Playing games with no place to go
Taking names, I got sh*t to show
Top down when your b*tch low
Strolling ‘round the wave
Taking sounds I never fade
Laying b*tches on the ground and say some sh*t I never gave
Rock the sh*t I made from day one
Burn slow when sh*t fun
Come ‘round the last day
Break down, I don’t play
Think ‘bout sh*t ain’t sh*t to get
n*ggas play my f*cking hit
Talking b*tches, won’t you take my word?
I never wanna check
[Post-Chorus]
Shoot down n*ggas with the gold crown
Never know ‘bout me
Down a b*tch
I make no sound
Fake n*ggas say that they come with the pound
Run by me
Shot face down (Yeah)
Back again

[Verse 2]
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 sh*t, I don’t know
Stack, stack, my case though
Backpack the condo
Money always talk
Got no class, that b*tch 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
b*tch, I’m always with the Stockton n*ggas 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 sh*t, my thoughts mean
U.K., that b*tch clean
Don’t rush, that sh*t seem
n*ggas talking say they fly
b*tch 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 n*ggas from my back I never f*cking met