This is a song about "Friends that forget about you"

I know that i should forget

Nobody ain't own us yet

Im just worried that you'll forget about me

The good kid from the ugly city

It's all good, finna dog that

And forget about the trap,

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone

But i'll never forget those i call friends and home.

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

And battling me succeeding? man, forget about that,

The people that voted you are bitches your friends with.

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

Dont lie sayig your from the endz, i dont give a fuck about you or your friends

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Im spitting this verse to you im killing, forget about sinning, cuz im now rhyming,