Luyện nghe bài hát Forget

Faces be looking familiar, sometimes hard to know
I've been in a whole lot of places, I've met a lot of
Ain't had a window to open, needed a pot to
In my hood the story of Mouse is one you gotta
Could ask ma to the i8 Beamer
Can't remember where I her, I think it was La Marina
all the words to Trina
Whole demeanor said like old pictures of Adina
But now all these broads shaped the and waist trained
I'm on my third passport, I can't these niggas
Like all the faces is blurred of these industry niggas
Mean game for an inkling of the fame
And I can spot them from their when I'm thinking of their name
seen dames sip pink champagne
And do drugs put Charlie Sheen to shame
What my pain is to
The drugs these years made its way to my mental
if I don't remember when you gave me a demo
Or that one night we met up in
When it 'em an accountant, I'm just better with faces
So it's Joe, a regular wherever if I'mma go
since forever ago, so it's however it could go, Joey