So how could I forget nigga? Huh How could I forget when I seen so much shit when I was in that bitch? I done seen so much shit when I was in that bitch Man I done seen so much shit when I was in that bitch So how could I forget
How could I forget nigga? (seems like it was yesterday though) Hey, when I done seen niggas get fried in that courtroom (they got cooked nigga) Boy and they thought they was comin' home (they just know it)
When I done seen a judge take of all a nigga dreams (man) And crush them bitches up like they was some brittle bones (fried) When I done seen niggas with trial the next day (shh) And they know a life sentence just a day away (shit) And they balled up in their bed 'cause they really scared
In they head they know that jury ain't finna play (they know it) Seen niggas make bond and get let out them gates Hope they understand bond ain't the end of they case (you ain't free) Caught that case when he was young But he got out with grades Judge will body a nigga without usin' a grave (you hear me)
That prosecutor paint that picture and they find you guilty (oh men) I don't think y'all niggas really hear me ('cause it feels crazy) When them people say a nigga really did it (say guilty) It's gon' hurt so much at first you ain't gon' really hear it (you might pass out)
I done seen a nigga come home from ten years (whole ten men) And get killed in the same day (not cool) And I done seen a nigga come home twenty years (hold on man) And get locked right back up for the same thing (man) Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
So how could I forget nigga? (I never that shit nigga) Huh, I can't forget that shit (never) 'Cause I seen so much shit when I was in that bitch Man I done seen so much shit when I was in that bitch I done seen so much shit when I was in that bitch So how could I forget? Huh, how could I forget? (Ain't never goin' back)
Ayy, when this nigga named P, he was my bunky right? Smooth nigga, still a youngin' right? (a fuckin' bro) Had a lot of hoes he was fuckin' right? (lot of hoes, what's up) Picked the wrong bitch, he shouldn't of fucked this night (man)
She got my nigga jammed on some rape shit (was lying though) But she lied on 'em on some fake shit I finally saw 'em and I asked how the case went He said, they gave 'em fourty-seven years in the State pen (it was crime bro) And my nigga Peaches knew that he was comin' home (he just knew it)
I feel your pain my nigga that shit crushed my soul That case was weak as hell, bro they did you bold All that money to the lawyer, bro he 'post to got you home His old head Marco, he was a mofucka (yeah Marco) They offered 'em seven years for attempted murder (unlawful)
He said, "naw lil' bro I got 'em beat, trail on the seventeenth they gotta shoot me to the streets" I ain't never seen a grown nigga cry so hard It was a sad scene even for the guards (damn) Came back from trial and I asked 'em, "how your case go?" He said, "young nigga I'm dyin' on the yard" Shit, man
So how could I forget nigga? Huh, how could I forget? When I seen so much shit when I was in that bitch? I done seen so much shit when I was in that bitch Man I done seen so much shit when I was in that bitch So how could I forget nigga
How could I forget? When Stacey signed for life without parole nigga He say, "It ain't about pride, it's what you know nigga I can't beat my case, if I go to trail they gon' give me life I ain't 'bout to do that on death row nigga"
This one nigga asked my nigga Tru about his case And Tru told 'em about how he killed a man Out of nowhere the nosey nigga charges got dropped But when Tru went to trial see saw him on the stand
I ain't hear from my man's I ain't hear from the fam 'Til I had five months left But I ain't need 'em then I needed niggas when I was lookin' at fifty years You want forgiveness, then you gotta give me back them tears
I remember when they wrote me from that State joint Took me away from that day for day joint My first time seein' a nigga get a buck fifty I swear you saw that nigga teeth through his face boy That ain't none of yo' business nigga, just do your bid Thinkin' to myself like, "I can't do this shit" Then I finally came home and a nigga did that bitch I knocked on my grandma door like, "you know who it is"
What's up baby? Yeah I just got out a couple days ago You know I had to go freshen up And get my stuff together first before I came and seen you Man I missed y'all man
Nah you ain't gotta worry about me goin' back to that motherfucker I ain't gonna lie Ain't shit in there for me, I'm too cool for that shit you know What's up with you tho? Nah I ain't heard from 'em They said they had somethin' for me When I come home, but you know how that go It's all good tho, we'll be alright
