For a Fact (feat. King Von) - SimxSantana

I forgot about the fact that there was somebody in my past I feel time has passed so quickly since I took the photograph Thanks for the memory that doesn't fade in my heart Look at us smiling in the photograph You can see the secrets behind the fake smiles Thanks for the memory that doesn't fade in my heart The past was destroyed by you Not going to forget our truth was hidden in darkness, go on! Go on! I forgot about the time that there was somebody in my past I feel time has passed so quickly since I took the photograph Thanks for the memory that doesn't fade in my heart Look at us smiling in the photograph You can see the secrets behind the fake smiles Thanks for the memory that doesn't fade in my heart The past was destroyed by you I'm not going to forget our truth was hidden in darkness The past was destroyed by you I'm not going to forget our truth was hidden in darkness The moment when it was destroyed is burned into history We can't rewind like a video Misleading future not required Only is a week among you will be sacrificed A false history is not necessary No matter what Isn't even a harsh future better Than a history made by somebody else? Don't you think so? Don't you think so? Don't you think so? Don't you think so? Don't you think so? Don't you think so? Don't you think so? Don't you think so?

DJ on the beat so it's a banger Von Now it's three in the morning (uh-huh) I'm thinkin' 'bout hittin' this lick I know what y'all thinkin', I'm bogus I'm supposed to be home with a bitch Nah, see, I pay the rent, yeah, and I got a kid, damn Plus, his pockets thick, the shit I'ma take, he won't even miss Now this shit a risk 'cause I asked about him and he play with sticks But it is what it is, if that nigga rich then I'm bustin' his shit Yeah, see, he better not flinch, nah, 'cause my finger itch But here come his whip, but he ain't alone, he came with a bitch See I ain't changin' no plans, it is what it is, I am what I am (I am what I am) And if his bitch got some sense When I up this Blick, his hoe better get down From the look this hoe Burberry'd down (Burberry'd down) From the look this bitch bag say Chanel (her bag say Chanel) From back here she a ten on the scale (ten on the scale) I think I might just take her as well (gang, gang) Let me stop being silly They goin' in the building, I'm goin' in with 'em (I'm goin' in with 'em) God please let him do what I say If he don't, he gon' be comin' to get me (he gon' be comin' to get me) See, I'm high and a little bit of tipsy But I'm focused, I'm thirsty, it's in me (yeah, yeah, yeah) Caught him lackin', put the Glock to his kidney (what?) He start shakin' and squirmin' and fidgetin' Told the bitch, "Don't look my way If she do, her whole face gon' be missin' (yeah, yeah, yeah) And she stay with her face to the wall So I guess that she got the picture (I hope that she got the picture) I want the money, it could be so simple And your jewelry shit look official If he play, gun blow like a whistle Pat him down, look, what? I found his pistol Looked to the right 'cause I heard a giggle Turned around and this bitch my sister "Ay, Kayla, why you dressed like a hooker? And all the niggas that you fuck with be pussy?" Damn, look, man, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for ruining' y'all party But I'm keepin' the money and jewelry Just walk it off, you would thank me tomorrow Man, these niggas be bitches, straight hoe, flat out, he sissy Play with King Von, he trippin' Found out where he stay next week, he missin' A nigga diss me, he won't do it again I rob a nigga and do it again I come through your block and kill two of your friends It's do or die, is you gon' ride? (Gang) DJ on the beat so it's a banger

Von Von Von Von It's 2:00 a.m. (uh-huh) We leaving the club, heard the opps outside Told folks'nem spin that Benz (spin) Muwop did 'em dirty, now it's hot outside Fuck yo' homie and fuck yo' kin' (fuck 'em) They ain't never pop out, and the opps don't slide Nigga look at this chain if he wanna (what?) New Glock 26, leave 'em wet like Tide Nowadays niggas die for a name (ouu) If you move don't think beefing gon' change You get hit from a distance, that's aim (that's aim) Pop his partner he walk with a cane, damn Rerock, jump this gate now I got me a free Glock Make him dance, ain't talking about Tik Tok Shoot up his whip, it won't help at no pitstop Speak on the gang, that's a way you could get popped (boom) 12 bust a U-turn on the stripes (skrrt) This a hemi lil' boy better kick rocks Can't put no more guns in my videos ATF and DEA know they ain't props High speed shit, we don't ever do stops (nah) I'ma bring out the chopper for this We gon' slide through his block with the sticks Police watch, don't get caught in the blitz If you lackin', get caught in the mix (in the mix) SRT down the 9 with the 6 (the 6) My lil' niggas be killin' for kicks (for kicks) Call up Choppa, he sending the bricks (the bricks) The ain't blood but they leaching like ticks (like ticks) Model hoes they be all up on my dick (all on my dick) .223, 5.56 you can pick (you can pick) When a witness ain't there it won't stick (boom) Huh, what? When a witness ain't there it won't stick (boom) Huh, what? Ain't no room, can you get off my dick? (Get off my dick) Huh, what? That bitch left me in jail now she sick (what?) I'm a savage, I'm straight from the WIIC (what?) This a hit, I don't think I can miss It's 2:00 a.m. (uh-huh) We leaving the club, heard the opps outside Told folks'nem spin that Benz (spin) Muwop did 'em dirty, now it's hot outside Fuck yo' homie and fuck yo' kin' (nigga fuck 'em) They ain't never pop out, and the opps don't slide Nigga look at this chain if he wanna (what?) New Glock 26, leave 'em wet like tide Nowadays niggas die for a name (ouu) If you move don't think beefing gon' change You get hit from a distance, that's aim (that's aim) Pop his partner he walk with a cane, damn Rerock, jump this gate now I got me a free Glock Make him dance, ain't talking about Tik Tok Shoot up his whip, it won't help at no pitstop Speak on the gang, that's a way you could get popped (boom)

We can slide right now That's just how a nigga feel and I ain't even high They just killed one of my lil cousins, I ain't even cry Same nigga just got shot up but he ain't even die, he still alive But ima slide on him, I been to his crib I got my eye on him I even put some money on his head I got like five on him And naw we ain't stoppin' 'till they dead we put that iron on em A lot of niggas dyin' homie, let me know right now 'Cos if we driving in the car you can't sit in the back If a nigga play or disrespect us then he gettin' whackеd They done gave D. Rosе all that time, he tryin to give it back Say you gon slide on me You pull up over here swiss cheese your ride homie That Nikki Parker on my hip that big .45 on me I hope that nigga pray to Mais Allah cos he gon die homie Yea I heard bout you You's a bitch that the word bout you We gone come and get them birds out you Before the feds get them birds out you Lets go on a drill brodie, lets go on a drill Brodie on them pills, yea he tweaking on them pills Lets go on a drill brodie, lets go on a drill And we see the right nigga then somebody gettin' killed Lets go on a drill brodie, lets go on a drill Brodie on them pills, yea he tweaking on them pills Lets go on a drill brodie, lets go on a drill And we see the right nigga then somebody gettin' killed We gon fire a nigga block up Twelve stop signs couldn't stop us Know that they felt safe when I was locked up Know that hit swindles but not not us Know that I'm too real I can't let no nigga fake me Know we play for keeps, I can't let no nigga take me No naw I don't talk to much but my mouth slicker than my auntie More money more choppas, I'm bout to make these niggas hate me Oh you thinkin with your dick huh Well we gon put this bitch on you You gon watch and we gon sit on you Pull up and put this stick on you And knock a nigga top to his bottom that what this gonna do Find out where they bury yo bitch ass and I'm gon piss on you Cos I ain't got it all nigga, not at all nigga I know that they'll take your head off before they ball with you We catch you we gonna put your head on flat like a board nigga And fuck whoever standing with you nigga they gonna fall with you Yea I heard bout you You's a bitch that the word bout you We gone come and get them birds out you Before the feds get them birds out you Lets go on a drill brodie, lets go on a drill Brodie on them pills, yea he tweaking on them pills Lets go on a drill brodie, lets go on a drill And we see the right nigga then somebody gettin' killed Lets go on a drill brodie, lets go on a drill Brodie on them pills, yea he tweaking on them pills Lets go on a drill brodie, lets go on a drill And we see the right nigga then somebody gettin' killed

A nigga talkin' 'bout a motherfucker can't use no tone Like a motherfucker ain't in these streets, oh God Why you playin' with my Shorty like he won't come up out that cut? Why you talkin' out your neck like he won't turn your ass to Runtz? They say why we ain't kill his ass? We was on his ass for a couple months You know Blow, his ass a smoker, he put three grams in a blunt Got a booster, she'll do it, I don't pay for Saint Laurent Ain't no peace treaty with the opps Don't call my phone 'cause I ain't the one How they give him 39 and he ain't get caught up with no gun? Ain't no pass, we on your ass, don't get caught up with your son It's one opp that we ain't blast, after him, it ain't no fun How you say your ass the man and you ain't give your block no guns? Man, you know his ass a rat, how he get out in a month? Why you actin' like a bitch? Nigga, you should've been a punk We gon' catch you lackin', off them pills, wearin' them glasses We gon' hit your blindside, foenem hit you nine times I send hits through Cash App, I'm on the 6 with Badazz On that car if he back back, fuck my opps, I'm Die Y Why you walk like that? (He told) Why you talk like that? (He told) Why you move like that? (Let's get it) Why you shoot like that? (He old) Why you lack like that? (Yeah) Why you act like that? (Let's get it) Why you fu' like that? (Why you fu'?) You make the news like that (yeah) See, I ain't built like that (let's go) Bitch, you get killed like that (let's go) My pockets gettin' big (let's get it) Like Uncle Phil in there (Uncle Phil in there) Who got the pills in there? (Who got them pills in there?) Take off your heels in here (take off your heels in here) It's gon' get real in here (oh God) So don't get killed in here (let's get it) I got my pipe in here, I won't think twice in here I'm shootin' everybody, even the OT, I fly you here, what size shoe you wear? Must be the pills talkin', can't lie, I'm high as hell Where I'm from, you better not tell, where I'm from, it's dead or jail Where I'm from, it's on that car, and watch out, there go 12 Where I'm from, it's hit or miss, and he got hit, he quit Where I'm from, you lookin' stiff, then put him in a zip Where I'm from, we smokin' him, that Tooka, man, be chokin' him These hoes ain't shit, gang, I'm fuckin' her, she posting him She made a paragraph, she talkin' 'bout she was close to him Hoes ain't shit, her baby daddy, she killed both of them Why you walk like that? Why you talk like that? (He told) Why you move like that? (Let's get it) Why you shoot like that? (He old) Why you lack like that? (Yeah) Why you act like that? (Let's get it) Why you fu' like that? (Why you fu'?) You make the news like that (yeah) See, I ain't built like that (let's go) Bitch, you get killed like that (let's go) My pockets gettin' big (let's get it) Like Uncle Phil in there (Uncle Phil in there) Who got the pills in there? (Who got them pills in there?) Take off your heels in here (take off your heels in here) It's gon' get real in here (oh God) So don't get killed in here (let's get it)