Song | Don't Forget About Me |
Artist | August Alsina |
Album | Downtown: Life Under The Gun |
Don’t forget about me | |
Don’t forget about me | |
Don’t forget about me | |
I’ll never forget where I come from, I’m from the bottom | |
The shoes on my feet, remember how I got’em | |
When I didn’t have a car | |
I was on the bus stop, when I needed cash | |
I was selling crack rocks | |
Didn’t had a lot | |
But them nigger had enough | |
Had to keep it moving when the dude got tough | |
It was bad y’all | |
Lost some niggers on the sad y’all | |
They couldn’t make it here today | |
Now I do it for my homies | |
That’ll never get to do it | |
And I do it for the mamas | |
Trying to make it on they own | |
Yeah I do it for the thugs | |
And they all locked | |
Imma do it for New Orleans | |
Couldn’t do it all alone | |
Believe it, while I’m outchea on that grind | |
Looking out for me | |
All my homies saying | |
Y’all don’t forget about me | |
I’m just trying to shine | |
And see what I can be | |
Cause I leave them saying | |
Aug, don’t forget about me | |
Don’t forget about the hard nights | |
Don’t forget about the downtown street lights | |
Don’t forget about your brother | |
Don’t forget about his daughters | |
Don’t forget your little niece's growing up without a father | |
And remember yah mama | |
Remember all the nights she had to put up with your drama | |
And for anybody else who’s saying don’t forget you | |
My advice is that you just be unforgettable | |
Now I do it for my homies | |
That’ll never get to do it | |
And I do it for the mamas | |
Trying to make it on they own | |
Yeah I do it for the thugs | |
Only you like that | |
Imma do it for New Orleans | |
Couldn’t do it all alone | |
Believe it, while I’m out here on that grind | |
Looking out for me | |
All my homies saying | |
Y’all don’t forget about me | |
I’m just trying to shine | |
And see what I can be | |
Cause I leave them saying | |
Aug, don’t forget about me |
Don' t forget about me | |
Don' t forget about me | |
Don' t forget about me | |
I' ll never forget where I come from, I' m from the bottom | |
The shoes on my feet, remember how I got' em | |
When I didn' t have a car | |
I was on the bus stop, when I needed cash | |
I was selling crack rocks | |
Didn' t had a lot | |
But them nigger had enough | |
Had to keep it moving when the dude got tough | |
It was bad y' all | |
Lost some niggers on the sad y' all | |
They couldn' t make it here today | |
Now I do it for my homies | |
That' ll never get to do it | |
And I do it for the mamas | |
Trying to make it on they own | |
Yeah I do it for the thugs | |
And they all locked | |
Imma do it for New Orleans | |
Couldn' t do it all alone | |
Believe it, while I' m outchea on that grind | |
Looking out for me | |
All my homies saying | |
Y' all don' t forget about me | |
I' m just trying to shine | |
And see what I can be | |
Cause I leave them saying | |
Aug, don' t forget about me | |
Don' t forget about the hard nights | |
Don' t forget about the downtown street lights | |
Don' t forget about your brother | |
Don' t forget about his daughters | |
Don' t forget your little niece' s growing up without a father | |
And remember yah mama | |
Remember all the nights she had to put up with your drama | |
And for anybody else who' s saying don' t forget you | |
My advice is that you just be unforgettable | |
Now I do it for my homies | |
That' ll never get to do it | |
And I do it for the mamas | |
Trying to make it on they own | |
Yeah I do it for the thugs | |
Only you like that | |
Imma do it for New Orleans | |
Couldn' t do it all alone | |
Believe it, while I' m out here on that grind | |
Looking out for me | |
All my homies saying | |
Y' all don' t forget about me | |
I' m just trying to shine | |
And see what I can be | |
Cause I leave them saying | |
Aug, don' t forget about me |