F.A.M(Forget About Me) Lyrics

Man

I ain't heard from these niggas

Y'all supposed to be my motherfucking bros

All these fucking years in this damn cell

Not one fucking letter shit

Guess I see you niggas on the flip side

Don't forget about me while I'm inside

Counting on you while I'm doing this time

You treat me like a distant stranger fuck it it's a fine

Guess I see you niggas on the flip side

Don't forget about me while I'm inside

Counting on you while I'm doing this time

You treat me like a distant stranger fuck it it's a fine

Took you nine years to write me

You my nigga thought we was bros

Fuck the distance that separate us

We supposed to be close

You say I'm not dead to you but treated me like a ghost

l expect that from some but not the ones I fuck with the most

Rode my bike to your house or got Alicia to drop me off

Just to hop on the game and lift some weights or kick it and talk

Counting my days while I got this shit in my head

If I was out, you was in, and you got booked away by the feds

Would've wrote you right away

That's why I feel some type of way Staring at these walls while I'm thinking about it night And day

I know you got a life but still Honestly, I'm just speaking how I fucking feel

Building anger but I'm trying get myself to chill

You still my nigga but u know I got to keep it real

Just stay consistent with the letters and we got a deal

When I get out this fucking bitch you know we got to chill

Flip

Guess I see you niggas on the flip side

Don't forget about me while I'm inside

Counting on you while I'm doing this time

You treat me like a distant stranger fuck it it's a fine

Guess I see you niggas on the flip side

Don't forget about me while I'm inside

Counting on you while I'm doing this time

You treat me like a distant stranger fuck it it's a fine

I heard you made a song about me

I really can't wait to hear it

Got a chance at parole

Man I'm really hoping they clear it

I remember, cutting your hair I got a degree

I been lifting in prison just in case you thought I got weak

Send a nigga a pen pal

She could be thick or slim down

Tired of sitting around in this prison can't wait to get out

Get me up to speed on everything that I need

Bro you still look the same in this picture that I received

I remember free styling

Boxing back at the crest

Those are memories I cherish

I keep them close to my chest

12 years and counting

From the day I went in

Yeah I made a mistake

I won't fuck up like that again

Tell Curtis to write me

Shit I want to hear from him too

Tell that nigga what's up and let me know whatever is new

I'm a be here chilling

Waiting thugging it out

Keep in touch with a nigga till the day they let me get out

Yeah

Guess I see you niggas on the flip side

Don't forget about me while I'm inside

Counting on you while I'm doing this time

You treat me like a distant stranger fuck it it's a fine

Guess I see you niggas on the flip side

Don't forget about me while I'm inside

Counting on you while I'm doing this time

You treat me like a distant stranger fuck it it's a fine

You said you gave my info to some people

Shit I ain't heard from none of them

But it's all good

Aye bro you, know I'm trying to fuck something when I get out this bitch

Tired of looking at all these niggas

I'm a holla at you when I touchdown

I miss y'all boys for real