Tekst:
Forgotten The Get Out

turn yer head and you walk away Yer not the same as back in the day You don't hold yer head high as you go walkin' by The flame's burned out inside Now

in my Christian Dior with a Veronica Webb Noemie Lenoir, Chanel, Sessilee Lopez Arlenis Sosa, Selita Ebanks If you work with my people, speak that Jourdan Dunn language Make a phone call, out

pellets out their nozzles And leave a nigga hurting on the block Sounding like when you gargle Them hero niggas that plot Them zero niggas get got And never get

I'm so sick of sucking the dick of this cruel cruel city I've forgotten what it takes to please a woman But that's all gonna change (2x) Now the freaks

m out the stable sinnin from the beginnin Leavin daddy's little girl pretty linen bloody red What's said in the book of dead is now all forgotten My soul

new, kid, you got a hit out In interviews you talk a lotta shit out You got paid, you really made out You went broke when your one jam played out Now

and grilled cheese If you been where I been you gotta feel me An example of what a street dream means Man I made something out of nothing Started out

get out my way nigga let money get through here dog you understand say you niggas aint even on my muthafucking resume dog aye my nigga if I did take you out

known im bout that business homes so all the flexing and the lying you can kill it homes you just a cub imma lion (Dont forgot it homes) listen im out