Don't Forget About Me (feat. Max B)

Don't forget about me, don't forget about me

I know, I know

So, don't forget about me, don't forget about me

Byrd gang gettin' money

We won't stop, we destined to blow

I'ma take my **** and bitches wherever I go

So, don't forget about me, don't forget about me

I know, I know

We won't stop, we destined to blow

I'ma take my **** and bitches wherever I go

So, don't forget about me, don't forget about me

I know, I know

Now due to me, me and my truancies

From runnin' through these streets since early puberty

What influenced me? It was the jewelry

Tryna get cash so I can do it like the older Gs

The 80s, big thick rope chains

Life was all crazy gettin' rich off cocaine

So I been caught up, dawg

Nothin' like Usher, more like a hustler

All night with customers, tryna get my paper up

Jealousy, envy, gotta watch 'cause they'll spray ya up

But it was somethin' 'bout the gun play

Rollin' dice on blocks, double parked on a one way

And breakin' law was the norm

The club break 'bout four in the morn'

So, we parkin' lot pimp, hit the diner for some grub

The squad type thick, you know I'm rollin' with the thugs

Byrd gang gettin' money

We won't stop, we destined to blow

I'ma take my **** and bitches wherever I go

So, don't forget about me, don't forget about me

I know, I know

We won't stop, we destined to blow

I'ma take my **** and bitches wherever I go

So, don't forget about me, don't forget about me

I know, I know

Now as I roll up my window, blaze up the indo

Get tore down for my homies in the pen

Yo, I'ma take you to Cali with me

Know your dress code, heavy sag on your Dickies

If we are in Houston, the music, we can slow it up

And get screwed, get a deuce and we can blow it up

ATL show, if you ballin' and you make it rain

In love with a stripper, alcohol on your brain

Fast track life, this shit is uncanny

When it comes, the birds fly south to Miami

Weather like 80, droptop Mercedes

Sak pase on the block in little Haiti

Chicago is the Bulls, the Bears, and the gangstas

Two twelvin' with the OGs, tryna get the answers

And all these OT trips got me tired

Ride the wheels till they fall off and I just bought some new tires

Byrd gang gettin' money

We won't stop, we destined to blow

I'ma take my **** and bitches wherever I go

So, don't forget about me, don't forget about me

I know, I know

We won't stop, we destined to blow

I'ma take my **** and bitches wherever I go

So, don't forget about me, don't forget about me

I know, I know

Someone shit on my mom

Shouts to all my homies locked behind the G wall

Y'all know the rules, inhale, exhale, muhfucka

This is a role call, so I'll be you when I be you

But I damn sure won't forget about you

To all the fallen soldiers, the one's that's up in Heaven

Thug mansion, do you understand me?

I hope God got a projects in heaven

Where we still push them plush rides and all that

Ya dig?

Shouts to all the homies in the streets still strugglin'

In that world gettin' that money

Gotta stand on them cold corners

In the wintertime and shit like that

Shouts to my whole east side from top to bottom

Miami, Dade County, I ain't forget about you

Shouts to the whole west side

You know what it is

Byrd gang gettin' money

We won't stop, we destined to blow

I'ma take my **** and bitches wherever I go

So, don't forget about me, don't forget about me

I know, I know

We won't stop, we destined to blow

I'ma take my **** and bitches wherever I go

So, don't forget about me, don't forget about me

I know, I know