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lirik lagu future – never forget

the streets’ll speak for it
where you standin’? freeband gang

i dedicated every d*mn thing to this
i had to take a loss so i could cherish this sh*t
two hundred pounds of kush, i’m tryna sell that sh*t
my migo said f*ck it, he gon’ mail the brick
soon as i get my hands on it, i’m gonna sell them sh*ts
young scooter makin’ juggs on them bales and sh*t
and we ain’t gotta talk about it, you can tell we rich
everything we went through? man i can never forget

by the time i was seven, my uncle wayne was in prison
we used to take a trip once a month and go visit
my grandma and my granddad, yeah, they all suspicious
just say no to drugs, h*ll nah i ain’t listen
and loyalty is everything, don’t ever forget it
i keep my gun everywhere i go, i never forget it
“and why your sprite so pink?” i got promethazine in it
“why you drive your car nervous?” i got dope all in it
i custom made a cross from the money i made
i threw nickel bands of crack, i should’ve been in 12th grade
i ain’t make my auntie’s funeral, i ain’t never forget it
i know she know i love her and i hope she forgive me

i dedicated every d*mn thing to this
i had to take a loss so i could cherish this sh*t
two hundred pounds of kush, i’m tryna sell that sh*t
my migo said f*ck it, he gon’ mail the brick
soon as i get my hands on it, i’m gonna sell them sh*ts
young scooter makin’ juggs on them bales and sh*t
and we ain’t gotta talk about it, you can tell we rich
everything we went through man i can never forget

i’m the n*gg* got your sister on the mollies and sh*t
you can tell i ain’t the same cause i acknowledged the b*tch
i’m drankin’ on my lean, i swear to god i would quit
my auntie was a fiend, i used to serve her a hit
i’m thankin’ god today that she don’t smoke it no more
i made so much f*ckin’ money i put a safe in the floor
we got traps in every hood, i used to serve out the stove
i still own the chopper and the old .44
stick ’em up, hit ’em up, get it and go
we got bags full of cash that we ready to blow
hittin’ licks every day, n*gg* go sell dope
them jewish lawyers and accountants, that’s the life that i know

i dedicated every d*mn thing to this
i had to take a loss so i could cherish this sh*t
two hundred pounds of kush, i’m tryna sell that sh*t
my migo said f*ck it, he gon’ mail the brick
soon as i get my hands on it, i’m gonna sell them sh*ts
young scooter makin’ juggs on them bales and sh*t
and we ain’t gotta talk about it, you can tell we rich
everything we went through man i can never forget

- lirik lagu future