Song: FORGOT
Artist:  101
Year: 2021
Viewed: 38 - Published at: 5 years ago

101 - FORGOT LYRICS

Chorus
Ian forgot, i used to be broke I get a lot but Ian forgot
She gone fuk me now because I’m hot but Ian forgot
And if she for the streetz then send that hoe back to the block
I was up in traffic down that road naw Ian forgot
How can I forget, how can I forget the days that we ain't have shit
How can i forget the days wen she wouldn’t let me hit
I had to take risk, i can’t hit and miss (no, no)

Verse 1)

These hoes for the streetz if you fall off then they gone fuk the winner
Say he hot as me i guess he done cooled down cause i can't feel em
Screaming RIP and Free my dawgs who left yea I remember
Scorpio born on the 5th gma died the 9th of November

If you left ain't no comin back thats a fact and thats on that
Threw ah cross now im up and im lit im turnt you can't double back
I tell her quit frontin, turn around let me hit from the back
We just sneak and link fuck on the low u know no strings attached
All the pain that I had felt wen I got shot naw Ian forgot
All the niggas that was with me that had left naw Ian forget
Used to pull up in that GT tryna turn that to a drop
All these niggas they beneath me and im headed to the top

Chorus
Ian forgot, i used to be broke I get a lot but Ian forgot
She gone fuk me now because I’m hot but Ian forgot
And if she for the streetz then send that hoe back to the block
I was up in traffic down that road naw Ian forgot
How can I forget, how can I forget the days that we ain't have shit
How can i forget the days wen she wouldn’t let me hit
I had to take risk, i can’t hit and miss (no, no)

(Verse 2)
I come from poverty, I watch em turn the lights off at my grandma property
Don’t gotta be fall when they evicted you, you still gone have to leave
I lost my uncle right down the street, RIP Poppa Skeet

Traumatize from my childhood I’m healing naturally
I locked my heart up inside box and threw away the key
Ain’t Had no sleep in bout 3 days but I’m still chasing dreams
Ian no saint like Ian Neva been been on Bourbon street

I get cheese and broccoli, Drip from my head to Achilles, im ballin like athletes
Fuck and I forget, but i know that she ain't forgot of me
Color money, Blue hunnids, Pink 50s like Monopoly
We got this bitch jumpin like its the 1st, 3rd, and 15th

( 101 )
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