| The streets’ll speak for it
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| Where you standin'? |
| Freeband Gang
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| I dedicated every damn thing to this
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| I had to take a loss so I could cherish this shit
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| Two hundred pounds of kush, I’m tryna sell that shit
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| My migo said fuck it, he gon' mail the brick
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| Soon as I get my hands on it, I’m gonna sell them shits
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| Young Scooter makin' juggs on them bales and shit
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| And we ain’t gotta talk about it, you can tell we rich
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| Everything we went through? |
| man I can never forget
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| By the time I was seven, my Uncle Wayne was in prison
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| We used to take a trip once a month and go visit
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| My Grandma and my Granddad, yeah, they all suspicious
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| Just say no to drugs, hell nah I ain’t listen
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| And loyalty is everything, don’t ever forget it
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| I keep my gun everywhere I go, I never forget it
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| «And why your Sprite so pink?» |
| I got Promethazine in it
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| «Why you drive your car nervous?» |
| I got dope all in it
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| I custom made a cross from the money I made
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| I ran through nickel bags of crack I should’ve been in 12th grade
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| I ain’t make my auntie’s funeral, I ain’t never forget it
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| I know she know I love her and I hope she forgive me
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| I dedicated every damn thing to this
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| I had to take a loss so I could cherish this shit
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| Two hundred pounds of kush, I’m tryna sell that shit
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| My migo said fuck it, he gon' mail the brick
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| Soon as I get my hands on it, I’m gonna sell them shits
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| Young Scooter makin' juggs on them bales and shit
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| And we ain’t gotta talk about it, you can tell we rich
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| Everything we went through man I can never forget
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| I’m the nigga got your sister on the mollies and shit
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| You can tell I ain’t the same cause I acknowledged the bitch
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| I’m drankin' on my lean, I swear to God I would quit
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| My auntie was a fiend, I used to serve her a hit
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| I’m thankin' God today that she don’t smoke it no more
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| I made so much fuckin' money I put a safe in the floor
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| We got traps in every hood, I used to serve out the stove
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| I still own the chopper and the old .44
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| Stick 'em up, hit 'em up, get it and go
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| We got bags full of cash that we ready to blow
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| Hittin' licks every day, nigga go sell dope
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| Them Jewish lawyers and accountants, that’s the life that I know
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| I dedicated every damn thing to this
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| I had to take a loss so I could cherish this shit
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| Two hundred pounds of kush, I’m tryna sell that shit
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| My migo said fuck it, he gon' mail the brick
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| Soon as I get my hands on it, I’m gonna sell them shits
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| Young Scooter makin' juggs on them bales and shit
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| And we ain’t gotta talk about it, you can tell we rich
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| Everything we went through man I can never forget |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Never Forget , by - Future. Song from the album Purple Reign, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп