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KillBunk

Forget U

 

Forget U

(album: Pilot - 2022)


Everyone switching, I guess it make sense, we ain't run this position
Choppa firing, ain't missing, the difference between us, I ain't lose my vision
Off a tab got me tripping, my demons start telling me they on a mission
What the fuck I been sipping, I'm thinking 'bout shit in the past like I miss it, damn
Why the fuck I'm in my mental, fam, these days don't really be simple, fam
In my heart she left a ripple but it don't matter, peep the numbers they triple, damn
I don't got no fucking answers, yeah, bitch, you said you need a tissue, yeah
Really mad that I don't miss you, damn, sorry, baby, I'll forget you, yeah

Guess I'll forget you, you mad as fuck
You wonder why I don't get you
You tweaking 'bout shit in the past 'cause I let you
You said you would fuck on the gang, bitch, I bet you would
I'm doing shit that you wish you could, nigga want beef, bitch, I wish you would
Pull up on me with that 'choppa, homie, we gon' pop ya homie, that's another one
Another one down, yeah, another one down, down, down
[?] Busting them rounds, yeah, we be busting them round, round, round, rounds
Send the Addy, we do that, bitch, nigga talk down
I put a shot in his crown, crown, crown, crown
I feel like [?], I'ma gon' shoot that bitch
Why you around with these lil' niggas?
They really be clown, clown, clown, clowns
You niggas fake and you ain't on shit

Everyone switching, I guess it make sense, we ain't run this position
Choppa firing, ain't missing, the difference between us, I ain't lose my vision
Off a tab got me tripping, my demons start telling me they on a mission
What the fuck I been sipping, I'm thinking 'bout shit in the past like I miss it, damn
Why the fuck I'm in my mental, fam, these days don't really be simple, fam
In my heart she left a ripple but it don't matter, peep the numbers they triple, damn
I don't got no fucking answers, yeah, bitch, you said you need a tissue, yeah
Really mad that I don't miss you, damn, sorry, baby, I'll forget you, yeah

Sorry, baby, I'll forget you, yeah
Sorry, baby, I'll forget you, yeah

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