But he forced himself to forget,
No check back, in debt yep
Forget all the temper swings
So i guess that's where i hide my things
I know that i should forget
Kick back and know yo son set
Niggas forget where they came from and forget the squalid
Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket
Whether teddy or pat
And forget about the trap,
He'll never forget her, scared forever
I was alerting her just to reinsert in her
Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead
Every damn rhyme, you won't forget
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