King Von

Why He Told


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(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
Von

Man, I don't know why he told (man, I don't know why)
That boy was realer than a bitch, man, I don't know how he fold (man, I don't know how)
He could've hit them with the script, but he ain't sugar coat it (but he ain't, nah)
He told them what he told 'em (told 'em)
That was my brother, he broke (he broke)
Gotta act like I don't know (damn)
Don't call my phone no more (don't call my phone)
That nigga lied to me in my face
Don't know what he on no more (don't know what he on)
I even asked him, "Was it true?"
He told me, "Nah, lil' bro" (he told me, "Nah")
Bitch, what you lyin' for?
You had me cryin', bro (why?)
Could've did that time, bro

Now we ain't talkin' now
And he ain't even call my phone no more
'Cause ain't nothin' to talk about (man, I don't wanna talk)
Nigga, you dead wrong, left me on my own
'Cause you ain't real no more (nah, you ain't real)
This shit fucked up, niggas tellin' on they guys
I don't even wanna drill no more (I don't even wanna drill)
I don't even wanna drill no more (I don't even wanna drill)

Bitch, I would've bonded you out, uh (I would've bonded you out)
You could've stayed at my house, uh (could've stayed at my house)
We would've figured it out, uh (we would've figured it out)
You took the easiest route (bitch)
I wonder when he gettin' out, uh (I wonder when he gettin' out)
Who he gon' hang with now? (Who he gon' hang with now?)
Man, this nigga dangerous now (dangerous)
He might end up takin' me out, damn (might end up takin' me out)
He might end up takin' me down, damn (might end up takin' me down)
Won't feel safe if he around
Bro'nem ain't gon' like how this sound
'Cause, bitch, we came up from the ground
You get hit with that TEC if you foul (DJ on the-)
Just be quiet 'cause these niggas loud

Man, I don't know why he told (man, I don't know why)
That boy was realer than a bitch, man, I don't know how he fold (man, I don't know how)
He could've hit them with the script, but he ain't sugar coat it (but he ain't, nah)
He told them what he told 'em (told 'em)
That was my brother, he broke (he broke)
Gotta act like I don't know (damn)
Don't call my phone no more (don't call my phone)
That nigga lied to me in my face
Don't know what he on no more (don't know what he on)
I even asked him, "Was it true?"
He told me, "Nah, lil' bro" (he told me, "Nah")
Bitch, what you lyin' for?
You had me cryin', bro (why?)
Could've did that time, bro

Oh, you a witness now?
The realest nigga that I knew
You done turnt Mickey Mouse
I heard they get you in that room, you put that business out (you broke the code)
I bet they give your ass some food, said you was gettin' out (said you was what?)
Now sit your dumb ass down

Bitch, I would've bonded you out, uh (I would've bonded you out)
You could've stayed at my house, uh (could've stayed at my house)
We would've figured it out, uh (we would've figured it out)
You took the easiest route (bitch)
I wonder when he gettin' out, uh (I wonder when he gettin' out)
Who he gon' hang with now? (Who he gon' hang with now?)
Man, this nigga dangerous now (dangerous)
He might end up takin' me out, damn (might end up takin' me out, boom-boom)
He might end up takin' me down, damn (he might end up takin' me down)
Won't feel safe if he around
Bro'nem ain't gon' like how this sound
'Cause, bitch, we came up from the ground
You get hit with that TEC if you foul (grrah)
Just be quiet 'cause these niggas loud

Man, I don't know why he told (man, I don't know why)
That boy was realer than a bitch, man, I don't know how he fold (man, I don't know how)
He could've hit them with the script, but he ain't sugar coat it(but he ain't, nah)
He told them what he told 'em (told 'em)
That was my brother, he broke (he broke)
Gotta act like I don't know (damn)
Don't call my phone no more (don't call my phone)
That nigga lied to me in my face
Don't know what he on no more (don't know what he on)
I even asked him, "Was it true?"
He told me, "Nah, lil' bro" (he told me, "Nah")
Bitch, what you lyin' for?
You had me cryin', bro (why?)
Could've did that time, bro

(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)


Writer/s: Darrel Jackson, Dayvon Bennett