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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
August Alsina
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
August Alsina
Songwriter
Eric Hudson
Songwriter
Sean McMillion
Songwriter
Ralph Jeanty
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eric Hudson
Producer
Sean McMillion
Mixing Engineer
Andrew Clifton
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Don't forget about me
Don't forget about me
Don't forget about me
Don't forget about me
[Verse 2]
I'll never forget where I come from, I'm from the bottom
The shoes on my feet, I remember how I got 'em
When I didn't have a car, I was on the bus stop
When I needed cash, I was selling crack rock
Didn't have a lot, but a **** had enough
Had to keep it moving when the going got tough
It was bad, y'all, lost some **** on the way
It's sad. y'all, they couldn't make it here today
[Verse 3]
Now I do it for my homies that'll never get to do it
And I do it for the mamas, trying to make it on they own
Yeah, I do it for the thugs, on the yard, locked up
And I do it for New Orleans, couldn't do it all alone
[Verse 4]
Believe it
While I'm out here on the grind
Looking out for me
All my homies saying
Dawg don't forget about me
I'm just trying to shine
And see what I can be
'Cause I can hear them saying
Aug, don't forget about me
[Verse 5]
Don't forget about the hard nights
Don't forget about the downtown street lights
Don't forget about your brother
Don't forget about his daughters
Don't forget about your little nieces
Growing up without a father
And son, remember mama
Remember all the nights she had to put up with your drama
And for anybody else who's saying, don't forget you
My advice is that you just be unforgettable
[Verse 6]
Now I do it for my homies that'll never get to do it
And I do it for the mamas, trying to make it on they own
Yeah I do it for the thugs, only you're locked up
And I do it for New Orleans, couldn't do it all alone
[Verse 7]
Believe it
While I'm out here on the grind
Looking out for me
All my homies saying
Dawg, don't forget about me
I'm just trying to shine
And see what I can be
'Cause I can hear them saying
Aug, don't forget about me
[Verse 8]
My birthday September the 3rd, so, August 31st, yeah
Uh, when I was, I would sleep, fucking, the day go by, you know?
I wake up and I got, like, thirty missed calls on my shit
And um, shit, I woke up and I-I called my cousin back
And it was like, man, what's up, ya heard me? And
And a ****, **** told me a **** killed by my brother, man
So from that point on it was always like
Man, you gotta, it's either this or that
And a **** can't choose that route
Ya heard me? Somebody gotta survive
So that's what it was
Written by: August Alsina, Eric Hudson, Ralph Jeanty, Sean McMillion