เนื้อเพลง They Forgot - Lil Durk

Gang! Gang!
We started this sh*t n*gga, they know
N*ggas cross me, they know
Talkin' I ain't did sh*t for 'em, they know
P*ssy n*ggas, I cut 'em off, b*tch
Gang! Gang!

I just brought some MACs and sh*t, couple killers is after me
Got the city on gang d*ck, they used to laugh at me
Had to cut a couple n*ggas off, and now they mad at me
Had to blow a bag on designer, I'm in the fashion scene
Mini chopper that draco catchin' me lackin' me
Randy give him two shots to his face, 'cause he lied to me
Rest in peace my homies, I feel like them n*ggas died for me
You ain't no street n*gga
You ain't no street n*gga

B*tch n*gga
And I gave 'em cash, I'm a rich n*gga
Before I got this fame I kept a stick n*gga
And I f*ck his b*tch, I give her d*ck n*gga
Now tell 'em every reason why you sick n*gga
And I'm the reason why you got them bricks n*gga
Sneak dissin', catch him by himself, ain't got a stick with him
100 thousand jewels, I cop my lil' b*tch a mink n*gga
Would say I hope you OD but I don't jinx
P*ssy boy, telling everything to the pigs n*gga
Talkin' 'bout I don't do sh*t for the fam, b*tch I'm from the Lam
100 here, 100 thou'
Free my n*ggas out the jail
I'll never rat
50K, I drop it out the sac
Bike life
Slide on that Banchee, on lil' Meek's ass
Nightlife
Slide to his crib, I'ma creep his ass
Left, right
3, 4 times, I'll beat his ass
If came with us, I swear to God we'll leave his ass

I just brought some MACs and sh*t, couple killers is after me
Got the city on gang d*ck, they used to laugh at me
Had to cut a couple n*ggas off, and now they mad at me
Had to blow a bag on designer, I'm in the fashion scene
Mini chopper that draco catchin' me lackin' me
Randy give him two shots to his face, 'cause he lied to me
Rest in peace my homies, I feel like them n*ggas died for me
You ain't no street n*gga
You ain't no street n*gga

N*ggas say Chicago ain't mine, them n*ggas lyin'
Think about f*ckin' with mine, them n*ggas dyin'
Future got me poppin' a Perc, I took a few a slime
Free the guys doin' real time, 22 and 9
Even though they want 1,000 pennies, n*ggas won't drop a dime
They know we f*ckin' hoes in the city
F*ck with us and never call a b*tch back
I'm that n*gga, follow who?
Only time I follow n*ggas are for Twitter
Watch this sh*t, go and get my own
With no asking sh*t
Past this sh*t, classic sh*t
I might f*ck a ratchet b*tch
B*tch I'm me, I can't f*ck for free
30K to see
B*tches mad, got 'em mad at me
People hated me
Super sauce, I'm a super boss
Killas super off
N*ggas hoes, n*ggas super salty
And I got designer, Loubs and all
N*ggas straight snitches, just to lose 'em all
N*gga what, n*gga who is y'all
Bernie take 'em off!
Gang! Gang!

I just brought some MACs and sh*t, couple killers is after me
Got the city all on gang d*ck, they used to laugh at me
Had to cut a couple n*ggas off, and now they mad at me
Had to blow a bag on designer, I'm in the fashion scene
Mini chopper that draco catchin' me lackin' me
Randy give him two shots to his face, 'cause he lied to me
Rest in peace my homies, I feel like them n*ggas died for me
You ain't no street n*gga
You ain't no street n*gga