Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Forgot, artist - Rockie Fresh. Album song Destination, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 28.05.2020
Record label: CHATHAM, Rostrum
Song language: English
I Forgot |
When them nights get late, them niggas that’s with you, them your niggas |
I don’t write and I don’t tell stories but I paint pictures |
I had dreams of riding the foreign, now I hop in it |
I don’t be talking to all these niggas, I handle my business |
You know what it is when you get so play your roll |
I got a plug and he get it in and that’s for the low |
We already knew these niggas been fake, they getting exposed |
I seen money turn your friends into the foe |
I’m in the Lamb and my nigga riding the Rolls |
Feeling just like I’m high nigga, going ghost |
You know that you fake so really you should not really approach |
Niggas be hating, niggas be talking and doing the most |
My nigga YP resign in the Hills and he had a pool |
Diana Ross right up the street, we seeing the views |
My rollie is cool but really I’m tryna inspire the youth |
Had to see me shine, I had to pull up missing roof |
My bitch she a killer but she tryna keep it cute |
Everything designer, we Tom Ford with all the suits |
Everything designer, with all her bags |
got her momma mad |
When them nights get late, them niggas that’s with you, them your niggas |
I don’t write and I don’t tell stories but I paint pictures |
I had dreams of riding the foreign, now I hop in it |
I don’t be talking to all these niggas, I handle my business |
You know what it is when you get so play your roll |
I got a plug and he get it in and that’s for the low |
We already knew these niggas been fake, they getting exposed |
I seen money turn your friends into the foe |
This is how the rookies turn into the pros |
Kicking like Ronaldo how I’m tryna reach these goals |
I don’t do too much, count this cash and blow this dope |
White bitch on the snow like she skiing through the slopes |
Rockie got the hits, they tryna see me on the ropes |
Butterfly doors on the coop how I float |
I don’t say too much but we get paid for all the quotes |
Don’t play with the unless we sliding on them boats |
That summertime we on that fly shit, smoking exotic |
Condo way up, can’t even spot it |
I’m looking down, I’m seeing you watching |
She always wanted a nigga with options |
They always tell me more money, more problems |
Told 'em it’s cool, I’m smart, I’ll solve 'em |
Shout out my niggas, they know that I got 'em |
When them nights get late, them niggas that’s with you, them your niggas |
I don’t write and I don’t tell stories but I paint pictures |
I had dreams of riding the foreign, now I hop in it |
I don’t be talking to all these niggas, I handle my business |
You know what it is when you get so play your roll |
I got a plug and he get it in and that’s for the low |
We already knew these niggas been fake, they getting exposed |
I seen money turn your friends into the foe |