Forget About Me

[Night Lovell] Walk down slow when the light source Tell my bitch I make a living on the race course Fuck a nigga walking like he on the fucking court, I swing with force See I never sell you shit, I killed that shit and show it’s lit Bitch I played the fucking day you never thought it Placing cash up on my table never fucking not Breaking windows, do my shit I never really stop, never shot Never pull up on the back of shit I know my fucking talk 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 fucking 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 Worry bout me, shot face down Back again I’m on the fucking map, no fucking gap Waving to the place I always knew I’d never really set Say the trees low and the lights low 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, fuck a cot, fuck your story and your block Bitch I’m always with the stock to niggas claiming that they hot Put my input in the big pot, came back my brains stop Smack down 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 fucking try, clever while I fucking die Take a step and make a bet, make a switch-up on the set Thinking bout the neighbors from my back I never fucking met