Why He Told

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Von

Man, I don't know why he told (I don't know why)
That boy was realer than a bitch, 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 brother, he bogus (he bogus)
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 said, "Nah, lil' bro" (he told me, "Nah")
Bitch, what you lyin' for?
You had me cryin', bro, could've done that time, bro

Now we ain't talkin', nah
And he ain't even call my phone
'Cause ain't nothin' to talk about (man, I don't want to talk)
Nigga you dead wrong, you 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
You could've stayed at my house (you could've stayed at my house)
We would've figured it out (we would've figured it out)
You took the easiest route
I wonder when he gettin' out (wonder when he gettin' out)
Who he gon' hang wit' now? (Who he gon' hang wit' now?)
Man, this nigga dangerous now (dangerous)
He might end up taking me out (might end up taking me out)

He might end up taking me down, damn (he might end up taking me down)
Won't feel safe if he around
Bronem ain't gon' like how this sound
'Cause bitch, we came up from the ground
You get hit with the TEC if you foul
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 coated (but he ain't nah)
He told them what he told 'em (told 'em)
That was my brother, he bogus (he bogus)
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 said, "Nah, lil' bro" (he told me, "Nah")
Bitch, what you lyin' for?
You had me cryin', bro, could've done that time, bro

Oh, you a witness now?
The realest nigga that I knew
You done turn Mickey Mouse
I heard they get you in that room, you put business out
I bet they give your ass some food, say you was gettin' out
Now sit your dumb ass down

Bitch, I would've bonded you out
You could've stayed at my house (you could've stayed at my house)
We would've figured it out (we would've figured it out)
You took the easiest route
I wonder when he gettin' out (wonder when he gettin' out)
Who he gon' hang wit' now? (Who he gon' hang wit' now?)
Man, this nigga dangerous now (dangerous)
He might end up taking me out (might end up taking me out)

He might end up taking me down, damn (he might end up taking me down)
Won't feel safe if he around
Bronem ain't gon' like how this sound
'Cause bitch, we came up from the ground
You get hit with the TEC 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 bitch
Man, I don't know how he fold (man, don't know how)
He could've hit them with the script, but he ain't sugar coated (but he ain't nah)
He told them what he told them (told 'em)
That was my brother, he bogus (he bogus)
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 said, "Nah, lil' bro" (he told me, "Nah")
Bitch, what you lyin' for?
You had me cryin', bro, I could've done that time, bro

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Writer(s): Darrel Jackson, Dayvon Bennett
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