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C./FORTE

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Uh
Forget about forgetting bout me
I'm here to stay like my people
Put that on my people
Fist in the air, and fist up your ass
A fist full of freedom
A sign of hope like a beacon
I'm everything I believe in
I've seen myself at my weakest
I'm not one for competing
We all be going through hell
Pla Mying hide and seek with our demons
I'm high as hell every weekend
It never fails
It's like I'm on the lam except I'm really running from myself
Really running from a pain
I pretend I never felt
But damn, the kush and tequila be mixing well
(Well, well)
Well show em what you got
And if you want the spot, lil nigga
Get off the pot and take it to the top
I know this shit hot
But it could be better
See it's just me and Forte penning all these open letters
We tryna be the boys you want
We tryna put in effort
But all these songs are just our broken hearts on strings and tethers
And see I know that you feel it
You try so hard to conceal it
You got your quotes and your filters
You swear to god you the realest
All these political villains
The hurricanes and the killings
You tryna get you a bag
Tryna provide for your children
Yeah you and 7 billion
Remember that the next time you catch yourself in your feelings
Just had to scream and shout it
Man we could move a mountain
C./Forte back in this bitch
It's bout as wet as a fountain
And if you think you forgetting us
Forget about it
Uh
I'm from a city where the colors really matter,
Wearin red on Wednesday get your brain matter splattered,
My pops was home, my moms was married, it didn't matter,
Though he was there, he didn't care, I wondered where my dad was
I was the golden son, the rock, I had to hold the family
I knew they loved me but on quiet nights I couldn't stand me
I couldn't stand to be poor no more, I swore no more hand me
Downs, Momma, hear me,
Out
I was playing son and husband by the time I hit eleven
My feet were smaller than the shoes I stepped in
You were a, mess and shit
Me a force to reckon with
I never second guessed
For all the stress I never loved you less
But Him
I did, and knew I couldn't do this to a wife and kid
And so I hid my teary eyes behind a smile
They gave an inch I took a mile
F*ck a while, I want it now
My presence proud,
No one will ever shut me down
My eyes grew older, shoulders colder,
Believe in my self, no Jesus, Allah, Jehovah
Know the Life can get lonely, fill it up with drugs and poetry
Hold these bitches at a distance, scared that if they really know me
They gonna leave me, can't repeat the history
Mama been divorced, and I ain't blame her for a second
So don't you ever get to wondering why I make an effort
Why we fight oppressors
Why we stick together
To those deserving better
No swag forever

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