Why He Told By King Von
Track: Why He Told
Album: Why He Told
Artist: King Von
Released on: 2020-07-24
Why He Told Lyrics:
DJ on the beat, so it’s a banger
Von
Man, I don’t know why he told (I don’t know why)
That boy was realer than a ***, I don’t know how he fold (Don’t know how)
He could’ve hit them with the script, but he ain’t sugar coated (He ain’t nah)
He told them what he told ’em (Told ’em)
That was my brudda 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 *** lied to me in my face, don’t know what he on, no more (Don’t know what he on)
I even asked him if its true he said, “Nah, lil’ bro” (He told me, “Nah”)
***, what you lyin’ fo?
You had me cryin’, bro, I could’ve done that time, bro
Now we ain’t talkin’ now, and he ain’t even call my phone, no more there ain’t nothin to talk about
*** you dead wrong, you left me on my own, ’cause you ain’t real no more
This *** *** up, niggas tellin’ on they guys
I don’t wanna drill no more, I don’t even wanna drill no more
***, I would’ve bonded you out, you could’ve stayed at my house
We would’ve figured it out, you took the easiest route
I wonder when he gettin’ out, who he gon hang wit’ now?
Man, this *** dangerous now
He might end up taking me out
He might end up taking me down, damn
[?] say fifty a round
Bronem ain’t gon’ like how this sound
‘Cause ***, we came up from the ground
You get hit with the tech if you foul
Just be quiet ’cause these niggas loud
Man, I don’t know why he told (I don’t know why)
That boy was realer than a ***, I don’t know how he fold (Don’t know how)
He could’ve hit them with the script, but he ain’t sugar coated (He ain’t nah)
He told them what he told ’em (Told ’em)
That was my brudda 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 *** lied to me in my face, don’t know what he on, no more (Don’t know what he on)
I even asked him if its true he said, “Nah, lil’ bro” (He told me, “Nah”)
***, what you lyin’ fo?
You had me cryin’, bro, I could’ve done that time, bro
Oh, you a whiteness now
The realest *** that I knew
You done turn Mickey Mouse
I heard they get you in that [?], you put business out
I bet they give your ass some food, say you was gettin’ out
Now sit your dumb ass down
***, I would’ve bonded you out, you could’ve stayed at my house
We would’ve figured it out, you took the easiest route
I wonder when he gettin’ out, who he gon hang wit’ now?
Man, this *** dangerous now
He might end up taking me out
He might end up taking me down, damn
[?] say fifty a round
Bronem ain’t gon’ like how this sound
‘Cause ***, we came up from the ground
You get hit with the tech if you foul
Just be quiet ’cause these niggas loud
Man, I don’t know why he told (I don’t know why)
That boy was realer than a ***, I don’t know how he fold (Don’t know how)
He could’ve hit them with the script, but he ain’t sugar coated (He ain’t nah)
He told them what he told them (Told em)
That was my brudda he broke (Broke)
Gotta act like I don’t know (Damn)
Don’t call my phone, no more (Don’t call my phone)
That *** lied to me in my face, don’t know what he on, no more (Don’t know what he on)
I even asked him if its true he said, “Nah, lil’ bro” (He told me, “Nah”)
***, what you lyin’ fo?
You had me cryin’, bro, I could’ve done that time, bro