My Fault

作词 : Dayvon Bennett/Artist Julius Dubose

作曲 : Dayvon Bennett/Artist Julius Dubose

[Intro: King Von]

DJ on the beat, so it's a banger

Uh? What?

That's not my fault

That's not my fault

Von

[Chorus: King Von]

I know you tired of niggas, girl, but that's not my fault (Nah)

You need a real nigga, girl, that's what I thought (I thought)

She love Chanel and Gucci purses, that's what I bought (Uh-huh)

She learned the love of 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, that's what I thought (I thought)

She love Chanel and Gucci purses, that's what I bought (I bought)

She learned the love of a real nigga, that's what I taught (That's what I taught)

[Verse 1: King Von]

See, love don't come around (It don't)

So I suggest if you love 'em, you better hold 'em down (It tight)

I met this bitch up in the WIIIC but she from out of town (She was)

And it's ****ed up how we first meet but that's my baby now (Uh-huh)

Yeah, that's my baby now (On gang)

See, I'm just mad at man (Uh-huh)

I'm on that block, I'm sеllin' coke

I ain't got no nine-to-five (Ain't got no job)

I'm postеd up, my banger tucked, but someone caught my eye (What?)

I saw this bitch come down the stairs

And ask her why she cryin' (What's wrong?)

And that's when she replied

"That nigga beat on me (He do), just wanna cheat on me (He do)

He put his feet on me, I'm too raw, why he sleep on me?"

He plannin', I'ma put some cheese on him (Huh? What?)

Ooh, she want him gone

And I know he be havin' the keys on him

Man, what dude be on?

[Chorus: King Von]

I know you tired of niggas, girl, but that's not my fault (Nah)

You need a real nigga, girl, that's what I thought (I thought)

She love Chanel and Gucci purses, that's what I bought (Uh-huh)

She learned the love of 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, that's what I thought (I thought)

She love Chanel and Gucci purses, that's what I bought (I bought)

She learned the love of a real nigga, that's what I taught (That's what I taught)

[Verse 2: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]

New Chanel flavors for you, that's what I bought (What I bought)

Bezel, Flava Flav on you, that's one big-ass watch (That's one big-ass watch)

We both been unfaithful but she know she's my drop (She know she's my drop)

Catch you with that nigga, I'm gon' treat him like my opp

Stackin' my bread to the ceiling, I'm staying ten toes

She tired of you, I'm tired of drivin' the Benz hoe

And all of my chains got big rocks, I'm a flintstone for real (For real, for real)

She gave me the pussy and put me inside of the friend zone still

[?] on the TV for you, that's what I bought

I can cut off all of my bitches for you and spin the block

I been gettin' paper-like loosely gettin' guap

I got just enough for me and you baby

[Chorus: King Von]

I know you tired of niggas, girl, but that's not my fault (Nah)

You need a real nigga, girl, that's what I thought (I thought)

She love Chanel and Gucci purses, that's what I bought (Uh-huh)

She learned the love of 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, that's what I thought (I thought)

She love Chanel and Gucci purses, that's what I bought (I bought)

She learned the love of a real nigga, that's what I taught (That's what I taught)