Forgive

[Intro: Bizzy Crook]
Ain’t got no anger
Ain’t got no resentment
Ain’t got no hard feelings

[Verse 1: Bizzy Crook]
Til next time my niggas
Along with all the feelings that i ain’t deliver
Still learnin' bout the nigga I see in the mirror
So before you say you love me just reconsider
I remember Nick always had the Cannon with him
Wild'n Out like we tryin to get readmitted
I ain’t change nigga i just got reinvented
Til the drive to the Apple got Stevie with it
My nigga slid by the crib then broke down on some shit
He a Flatbush nigga, how he know the streets?
He said make some street shit I said what’s harder than this?
See how I put my niggas on got em all in this bitch
Anytime that they ain’t with me then they back at the crib
A year ago these niggas would've been out hittin a lick
They told us we would never get it now we got it like this
And now these silly motherfuckers got they fuckin hands out, expecting something out of something they ain’t think I would get
And anytime I’m down I can promise you one thing
I’m goin hard at anytime that you expect me to quit
Imagine waking up one morning to find out that you’re rich, ‘cause you ain’t follow the money and you just follow the bliss
To find out that shit bring you right back to the money now it’s time to forget, you gotta forget!