Forgive

[Intro: Bizzy Crook] Ain’t got no anger Ain’t got no resentment Ain’t got no hard feelings [Verse 1: Bizzy Crook] Til next time my niggas Along with all the feelings that i ain’t deliver Still learnin' bout the nigga I see in the mirror So before you say you love me just reconsider I remember Nick always had the Cannon with him Wild'n Out like we tryin to get readmitted I ain’t change nigga i just got reinvented Til the drive to the Apple got Stevie with it My nigga slid by the crib then broke down on some shit He a Flatbush nigga, how he know the streets? He said make some street shit I said what’s harder than this? See how I put my niggas on got em all in this bitch Anytime that they ain’t with me then they back at the crib A year ago these niggas would've been out hittin a lick They told us we would never get it now we got it like this And now these silly motherfuckers got they fuckin hands out, expecting something out of something they ain’t think I would get And anytime I’m down I can promise you one thing I’m goin hard at anytime that you expect me to quit Imagine waking up one morning to find out that you’re rich, ‘cause you ain’t follow the money and you just follow the bliss To find out that shit bring you right back to the money now it’s time to forget, you gotta forget!