| Don’t forget about me
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| This bigger than money, this bigger than fame
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| Remember everything that I did to get where I’m at
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| Please don’t take it from me
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| Said I wouldn’t change
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| I’m still the same, and they love it
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| You can hate me or love me
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| But I bet you remember, I bet you remember
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| Remember my name…
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| They never remember
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| I did time for a gun, that I never remember
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| Did time with my son been delivered
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| I cried tears, I couldn’t show em my position
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| No sleep in the hallways
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| Me being me sipping lean with a 30 like always
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| Couldn’t afford trues now I sleep with Versace and Balmain
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| Then I hit the streets with lights on
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| Still slept with the rats and the cockroaches
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| Lost niggas, I lost bitches, I lost time
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| But I’m back on the block though
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| Gang with me also but its bigger than money
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| Every car is vellano
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| They say I won’t make it
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| Now they favor, I got 20 to play with
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| Grew up on Chicago South side, where you get killed if you outside
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| And I made it out, and I’m outside
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| Name hold weight like a motherfucker
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| And I love my niggas like blood brothers
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| Same niggas, same gang can’t change on em
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| War time, no movie, but I bet that clip gon' hangover
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| Don’t forget about me
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| This bigger than money, this bigger than fame
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| Remember everything that I did to get where I’m at
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| Please don’t take it from me
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| Said I wouldn’t change
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| I’m still the same, and they love it
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| You can hate me or love me
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| But I bet you remember, I bet you remember
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| Remember my name…
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| Real street nigga, made it from the bottom
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| Coming up as a kid niggas gave him nothing
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| 12 years old knew I was a problem
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| All I wanted was money and the fame
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| Cars, cribs, and bitches wouldn’t name
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| I can’t change for nothing in this world
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| Lord blessed me two boys and a girl
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| Two dead cause I lost to this world
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| Crossed over like Flo Rida
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| Only my squad they both sliding
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| Money and power they both riding
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| Caught him and him and they both sliding
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| Trap house, block party, niggas doing the same shit
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| They got nothing
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| And niggas try me and that Mac bust
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| And they remember my name…
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| Don’t forget about me
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| This bigger than money, this bigger than fame
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| Remember everything that I did to get where I’m at
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| Please don’t take it from me
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| Said I wouldn’t change
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| I’m still the same, and they love it
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| You can hate me or love me
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| But I bet you remember, I bet you remember
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| Remember my name… |