F.A.M(Forget About Me)

Man I ain't heard from these niggas Y'all supposed to be my motherfucking bros All these fucking years in this damn cell Not one fucking letter shit Guess I see you niggas on the flip side Don't forget about me while I'm inside Counting on you while I'm doing this time You treat me like a distant stranger f*ck it it's a fine Guess I see you niggas on the flip side Don't forget about me while I'm inside Counting on you while I'm doing this time You treat me like a distant stranger f*ck it it's a fine Took you nine years to write me You my nigga thought we was bros F*ck the distance that separate us We supposed to be close You say I'm not dead to you but treated me like a ghost l expect that from some but not the ones I f*ck with the most Rode my bike to your house or got Alicia to drop me off Just to hop on the game and lift some weights or kick it and talk Counting my days while I got this shit in my head If I was out, you was in, and you got booked away by the feds Would've wrote you right away That's why I feel some type of way Staring at these walls while I'm thinking about it night And day I know you got a life but still Honestly, I'm just speaking how I fucking feel Building anger but I'm trying get myself to chill You still my nigga but u know I got to keep it real Just stay consistent with the letters and we got a deal When I get out this fucking bitch you know we got to chill Flip Guess I see you niggas on the flip side Don't forget about me while I'm inside Counting on you while I'm doing this time You treat me like a distant stranger f*ck it it's a fine Guess I see you niggas on the flip side Don't forget about me while I'm inside Counting on you while I'm doing this time You treat me like a distant stranger f*ck it it's a fine I heard you made a song about me I really can't wait to hear it Got a chance at parole Man I'm really hoping they clear it I remember, cutting your hair I got a degree I been lifting in prison just in case you thought I got weak Send a nigga a pen pal She could be thick or slim down Tired of sitting around in this prison can't wait to get out Get me up to speed on everything that I need Bro you still look the same in this picture that I received I remember free styling Boxing back at the crest Those are memories I cherish I keep them close to my chest 12 years and counting From the day I went in Yeah I made a mistake I won't f*ck up like that again Tell Curtis to write me Shit I want to hear from him too Tell that nigga what's up and let me know whatever is new I'm a be here chilling Waiting thugging it out Keep in touch with a nigga till the day they let me get out Yeah Guess I see you niggas on the flip side Don't forget about me while I'm inside Counting on you while I'm doing this time You treat me like a distant stranger f*ck it it's a fine Guess I see you niggas on the flip side Don't forget about me while I'm inside Counting on you while I'm doing this time You treat me like a distant stranger f*ck it it's a fine You said you gave my info to some people Shit I ain't heard from none of them But it's all good Aye bro you, know I'm trying to f*ck something when I get out this bitch Tired of looking at all these niggas I'm a holla at you when I touchdown I miss y'all boys for real