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Steven Moses

Forget It

 

Forget It

(album: 99 - 2020)


My mama she say I smoke too much
My own sister she say I smoke too much
P. Soul on the track

Corey Duffel, how the jeans fit
Stupid bitch think I give a fuck about a sneak diss
Eat dick or suck a nut or something
I was growing up wondering did no one give a fuck or something
I was always off it, sniffing M boxes and sipping Gin untill I vomit
Still spitting till the doc write me a prescription for that bomb shit
Tussionex, toughen up, buttercup, probably had to knuckle up to fuck with us

Fuck it up and get it before everyone forget it, right
You gotta fuck it up and get it before everyone forget it, right

I had to roll the dice tatted ladders 'cause the sticks lit
Bitch kiss my ass and lick my dick tip, fish lips, what the fuck you asking for
I ain't sleeping days off of who knows how much Adderall
I ain't eating 'cause the smack withdrawals
And add it all up you got the poster boy for everything you wanna hate
Still saying hoes that you trynna date they with me
Still mix the icky with the whitney
Still sipping motherfucking kidney
I'm like the cool one 40 into me, still a fucking pip-squeak
You're the type to get fucking jumped by some hippies
I don't know why she gone and I don't know why I am living
I don't know why the fuck I still don't want forgiveness

My mama she say I smoke too much
My sister she say I smoke too much
But I don't think I smoke enough
My brother say I smoke too much
Fucking pop's say I smoke too much
To be honest with you
But I don't think I smoke enough

I probably smoke a quarter in a quarter of a day
A lot of things have changed but the weed always stay
You can see I'm a great in a body of a youngin
And she smoking just like a rasta and the body, yeah I love it
See, I got what they coveted, trees in abundances
Could see we be fucking with the lean and some other shit
My moms was in my room so the weed I be covering
Cause she don't wanna see what the weed boys in love with
We talking dirty then we fucking after that
We smoking, she blushing she got some meeting, gotta leave and she rushing
No one is mean as me mucking
I got the D and she love it
I tell her I don't really know but you seeing me fucking
No one believing me
Okay, no chain with no Jesus piece
OJ with the lean and trees
So say what you need to, G
No playing no more games, go play with your anus
And I be laughing for the show screaming finally famous

Fuck it up and get it before everyone forget it, right
You gotta fuck it up and get it before everyone forget it, right

Fuck it up and get it before everyone forget it, right
You gotta fuck it up and get it before everyone forget it, right

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