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King Von

My Fault

 

My Fault

(album: What It Means To Be King - 2022)


[King Von:]
Banger
DJ on the beat so it's a banger
Uh? What?
That's not my fault
That's not my fault
Von

I know you tired of niggas, girl, but that's not my fault (Nah)
You need a real nigga, girl, and that's what I thought (Thought)
She love Chanel and Gucci purses, that's what I bought (Uh-huh)
She learned to love a real nigga, that's what I taught (Gang)
I know you tired of niggas, girl, but that's not my fault (Nah, nah)
You need a real nigga, girl, and that's what I thought (I thought)
She love Chanel and Gucci purses, that's what I bought (I bought)
She learned to love a real nigga, that's what I taught

See, love don't come around (It don't)
So I suggest if you love them, you better hold 'em down (Hold tight)
I met this bitch up in the WIIIC, but she from out of town (She was)
And it's fucked up how we first met, but that's my baby now (Uh-huh)
Yeah, that's my baby now (On gang)
See, I'm just minding mine (Uh-huh)
I'm on that block, I'm selling coke, ain't got no nine-to-five (Ain't got no job)
I'm posted up, my banger tucked when something caught my eye
I saw this bitch come down the stairs and asked her why she crying (What's wrong?)
And that's when she replied
"That nigga beat on me (He do), just wanna cheat on me" (Yeah, he do)
"He put his feet on me (He do), I'm too raw, why he sleep on me?" (Yeah)
He playing, I'ma put some cheese on him (Huh? What?)
Oh, she want him gone
And I know he be having them ki's on him (Oh yeah?)
Ayy, what dude be on?

I know you tired of niggas, girl, but that's not my fault (Nah)
You need a real nigga, girl, and that's what I thought (Thought)
She love Chanel and Gucci purses, that's what I bought (Uh-huh)
She learned to love a real nigga, that's what I taught (Gang)
I know you tired of niggas, girl, but that's not my fault (Nah, nah)
You need a real nigga, girl, and that's what I thought (I thought)
She love Chanel and Gucci purses, that's what I bought
She learned to love a real nigga, that's what I taught

[A Boogie with da Hoodie:]
New Chanely flavors for you, that's what I bought
Bezel, Flavor Flav on you, that's one big-ass watch
We both been unfaithful, but she know she's my drive (Yeah)
Catch you with that nigga, I'm gon' treat him like my opp
Stacking my bread to the ceiling, staying ten toes
She tired of you, and I'm tired of driving the Benz home
And all of my chains got big rocks, I'm a Flintstone for real (For real, for real)
She gave me the pussy then put me inside of the friend zone still
Left her on the table for you, that's what I bought
I can cut off all of my hoes and spin the block
I been getting paper like loose leaf, getting guap
I got just enough for me and you, baby

[King Von:]
I know you tired of niggas, girl, but that's not my fault (Nah)
You need a real nigga, girl, and that's what I thought (Thought)
She love Chanel and Gucci purses, that's what I bought (Uh-huh)
She learned to love a real nigga, that's what I taught (Gang)
I know you tired of niggas, girl, but that's not my fault (Nah, nah)
You need a real nigga, girl, and that's what I thought (I thought)
She love Chanel and Gucci purses, that's what I bought
She learned to love a real nigga, that's what I taught

done

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