Don’t Forget lyrics

[Chorus]

And don't you ever get it twisted

Youngin' come straight from out the trenches

If you can't feel my pain (My pain)

Well this ain't for you anyways (Woah anyways)

Bottom boy survival, hard time living

I'ma sure make you don't forget it

Bottom boy survival, hard time living

I'ma sure make you don't forget it

[Verse]

Hold up, I gotta let more in 'fore you say I'm finished

Before you judge me, take a minute, go to the beginning

When we was grinding, I was minding my own fucking business

Now all these niggas think it's straight to go state they opinion

He got the house but [?] saving every penny

He got the house, I got my own house, that's [?]

[...]

Ask the city who the best that ever fucking did it

And when you ask 'em, try to ask 'em for to be realistic

Now that I'm up, they try they hardest just to break a nigga

Say what you want, but on my soul, I ain't changing, nigga

Can't change the hood 'cause Hollywood [?]

Still love the hood, but they hate it when that cheddar come

"Rod crashed the 'Vette" but he came back in a better one

"Rod fixed the 'Vette," nah dawg, this shit a second one

Nah dawg, this shit a second one

Naw dawg, this shit was next to come

And between me and you, I never thought that I could take it this far

I still be thanking God that I made it this far

[Chorus]

And don't you ever get it twisted

Youngin' come straight from out the trenches

If you can't feel my pain (My pain)

Well this ain't for you anyways (Woah anyways)

Bottom boy survival, hard time living

I'ma sure make you don't forget it

Bottom boy survival, hard time living

I'ma sure make you don't forget it

[Outro]

Come on, man, at the end of these records we listen to

We don't get nothing out of 'em no more, man

We don't get no social commentary

We ain't get no kinda knowledge out these records

Everybody just talking 'bout how many chains they got on, and how much dope they sold

But the truth of the matter is this, I don't believe you

• Artist:Rod Wave