King Von ‘How It Go’ music video, is the newest avenue story from the III King. After dropping his Levon James album earlier this yr, King Von isn’t slowing down new content material. The Chicago rep of Southside O’Block has been dropping a number of visuals in current weeks. That continues right here, in his newest avenue story for “How It Go.” Whereas snitching isn't the choice for Von, check out the story in his music video.
ABOUT
Song : How It Go
Artist : King Von
Album : How It Go
Written By : King Von
Distributor : EMPIRE
Label : Only The Family
Release Date : 28 August 2020
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LYRICS
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[Intro]
So, it's cold
DJ on the beat so it's a banger
[Verse 1]
When you fightin' them cases, court dates comin' slow (Uh-huh)
And that wasn't no joke, we just gotta have hope (Have hope)
And don't say shit, give a fuck what they say they know
Give fuck what they found (Damn), give a damn who they get
I bet the shit won't stick, my last rap was a bitch
They gave him twenty-eight years 'cause the nigga wouldn't close his lips (Damn, damn, damn)
Just be cool, be patient, 'cause the opps still hatin'
Be the same niggas wrote them statemеnts
Man, them niggas couldn't take you (Nah)
They was too scarеd to face
You was goin' through that bitch like Jason
Boy, you gotta be a fool (Huh?), how you dare? Shit, cool
You givin' names, you ain't playin' by the rules (What?)
Leave his ass in a pool (Damn), of his own damn blood
It's the type of shit that don't make the news (Boom, boom)
And now you just chillin', you just waitin' on trial
Gang'nem up, goin' wild, you know you got a child (Uh-huh)
And his momma ain't shit, but I knew you learnt that 'by now
Heard she fuckin' with the opps (Damn)
And she was just on they block with the same nigga you was tryna plot (What?)
Man, this shit gotta stop (Damn)
You ain't locked in a room, you just plottin' while you doin' pushups
You better check on your bro, 'cause a nigga on the new came in, said he heard he got smoked
Better check on your ho, 'cause the same lil' nigga said, "She out there right now gettin' poked" (Damn)
That just ruined your day (Damn)
Now you tryna start a fight, sayin' niggas better stay out your way
Nigga, fix your face (What?), don't nobody give a fuck
Everybody goin' through the same thing
[Chorus]
Let me tell you how it go in here, uh (How it go)
Boy, it's kinda cold in here (Boy, it's kinda cold)
You ain't got nobody makin' [?] in here, uh (No [?], yeah)
Better have your pole in here (Your pole)
Got niggas goin' old in here (Gettin' old)
Might lose your soul in here (Your soul)
Been gone for a couple years (Been gone)
A couple years (Been gone)
Let me tell you how it go in here, uh (How it go)
Boy, it's kinda cold in here (Boy, it's kinda cold)
You ain't got nobody makin' [?] in here, uh (No [?], yeah)
Better have your pole in here (Your pole)
Got niggas goin' old in here (Gettin' old)
Might lose your soul in here (Your soul)
Been gone for a couple years (Been gone)
A couple years (Been gone)
[Post-Chorus]
I been gone, tryna come back home
They doin' me wrong, this shit take long
And I'm still your boy
[Verse 2]
Man, let me tell you how it is (Huh?)
So you just got out, now a nigga tryna see his kids (Uh-huh)
But witness the deal (What?), you don't got the bitch number
You don't know where she lives (Damn, damn, damn)
So you call a ho momma (Uh), it ring three times
"Hey Ms. Jones, how you doin'?" (Hey Ms. Jones)
First thing she say (What?), "It's old ass Von, and damn, you back out again?" (Bitch)
But you ain't even trippin' (Nah), she finna die anyway
Old bitch knockin' on like sixty
And you ain't even got a penny (Nah)
It's either get rich or die tryin', favorite rapper must be 50 (Yeah, yeah)
Boy, you need you a Glizzy (Damn)
'Cause you still in the city and shawty and them still gettin' busy (What?)
See, I keep iron with me (Huh?)
And it's hard gettin' a gun from a nigga, it's like tryna get a kidney (Boom)
So what you gon' do? (Huh?) You gon' rob or gon shoot? (Boom)
You gon' trap or gon' crack? (Boom) You gon' win or gon' lose? (Win or gon' lose)
You gon' work, go to church, sell some merch
On the first, boy, I know that shit hurt (Know that shit hurt)
Better rap, better stack, better get them blue hunnids, put 'em in the MAC (In the MAC)
The D.A. on your ass, you fuck up one time, then your ass goin' back
[Chorus]
Let me tell you how it go in here, uh (How it go)
Boy, it's kinda cold in here (Boy, it's kinda cold)
You ain't got nobody makin' [?] in here, uh (No [?], yeah)
Better have your pole in here (Your pole)
Got niggas goin' old in here (Gettin' old)
Might lose your soul in here (Your soul)
Been gone for a couple years (Been gone)
A couple years (Been gone)
Let me tell you how it go in here, uh (How it go)
Boy, it's kinda cold in here (Boy, it's kinda cold)
You ain't got nobody makin' [?] in here, uh (No [?], yeah)
Better have your pole in here (Your pole)
Got niggas goin' old in here (Gettin' old)
Might lose your soul in here (Your soul)
Been gone for a couple years (Been gone)
A couple years (Been gone)
[Post-Chorus]
I been gone, tryna come back home
They doin' me wrong, this shit take long
And I'm still your boy
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