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letra de forgot - 101

101 – forgot lyrics

chorus
ian forgot, i used to be broke i get a lot but ian forgot
she gone f-k me now because i’m hot but ian forgot
and if she for the streetz then send that hoe back to the block
i was up in traffic down that road naw ian forgot
how can i forget, how can i forget the days that we ain’t have sh-t
how can i forget the days wen she wouldn’t let me hit
i had to take risk, i can’t hit and miss (no, no)

verse 1)

these hoes for the streetz if you fall off then they gone f-k the winner
say he hot as me i guess he done cooled down cause i can’t feel em
screaming rip and free my dawgs who left yea i remember
scorpio born on the 5th gma died the 9th of november

if you left ain’t no comin back thats a fact and thats on that
threw ah cross now im up and im lit im turnt you can’t double back
i tell her quit frontin, turn around let me hit from the back
we just sneak and link f-ck on the low u know no strings attached

all the pain that i had felt wen i got shot naw ian forgot
all the n-ggas that was with me that had left naw ian forget
used to pull up in that gt tryna turn that to a drop
all these n-ggas they beneath me and im headed to the top
chorus
ian forgot, i used to be broke i get a lot but ian forgot
she gone f-k me now because i’m hot but ian forgot
and if she for the streetz then send that hoe back to the block
i was up in traffic down that road naw ian forgot
how can i forget, how can i forget the days that we ain’t have sh-t
how can i forget the days wen she wouldn’t let me hit
i had to take risk, i can’t hit and miss (no, no)

(verse 2)
i come from poverty, i watch em turn the lights off at my grandma property
don’t gotta be fall when they evicted you, you still gone have to leave
i lost my uncle right down the street, rip poppa skeet

traumatize from my childhood i’m healing naturally
i locked my heart up inside box and threw away the key
ain’t had no sleep in bout 3 days but i’m still chasing dreams
ian no saint like ian neva been been on bourbon street

i get cheese and broccoli, drip from my head to achilles, im ballin like athletes
f-ck and i forget, but i know that she ain’t forgot of me
color money, blue hunnids, pink 50s like monopoly
we got this b-tch jumpin like its the 1st, 3rd, and 15th

- 101

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