Intro
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Von

Chorus
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 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, could've did that time, bro

Verse 1
Now we ain't talkin', nah and he ain't even call my phone, no more 'cause ain't nothin' to talk about
Nigga, you dead wrong, you left me on my own, 'cause you ain't real no more
This shit fucked up, niggas tellin' on they guys
I don't even wan'na drill no more, I don't even wan'na drill no more

Pre-Chorus
Bitch, 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 with now?
Man, this nigga dangerous now
He might end up taking me out
He might end up taking me down, damn
Won't feel safe if he around
Bro'n'em ain't gon' like how this sound
'Cause, bitch, you came up from the ground
You get hit with the TEC if you foul
Just be quiet 'cause these niggas loud

Chorus
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 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, could've did that time, bro

Verse 2
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 business out
I bet they give your ass some food, said you was gettin' out
Now sit your dumb ass down

Pre-Chorus
Bitch, 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 with now?
Man, this nigga dangerous now
He might end up taking me out
He might end up taking me down, damn
Won't feel safe if he around
Bro'n'em ain't gon' like how this sound
'Cause bitch, you came up from the ground
You get hit with the TEC if you foul
Just be quiet 'cause these niggas loud

Chorus
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 them (Told em)
That was my brother, he broke (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 said, "Nah, lil' bro" (He told me, "Nah")
Bitch, what you lyin' for?
You had me cryin', bro, could've did that time, bro

Outro
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