Joe Budden

Joe Budden - Where Did It Go Wrong lyrics

rate me

Yo, niggas ain't lookin' for me like they say they are

But on some real sh*t I pray they are

Cause niggas keep runnin round actin like the AK's far

I keep it nearby in case they start

Might catch em on a Friday

Chill they like Day-Day to the God

Think they already know it & it break they heart

With all the hate that he seem 2 get

Things jus ain't been the same since the A Team split

Got some hood niggas thinkin they straight mutant

It's more like good niggas, straight A students

Dogs it no games no intermission

Tell him I jus seen him die & the preminition in him

Listen, can't eat dinner missin' in the kitchen

Could smell but can't taste, I'm 3 laps ahead

U a snail in the race, pale in the face

Niggas is lightwork on a scale with no weight

Wait, can't stand these clowns, gave em everything they got

So to me they jus a hand-me-down, my dude

Look around before u think about sparkin, u waaay outnumbered

Go ahead & be a spartan, it's stones gettin thrown in here

Fu*k these strip club hoes, nigga I'll get Pacman Jones in here

I swear, it's gettin hard 2 live with the anger,

And home ain't home when u live with a stranger

Thought I knew u like the back of my hand

Fastforward 3 years & I got smacked with the back of her hand

Caught with my ass out without sagging my pants

Allow yaself to get caught like that with that man

Find out your wife that u sleepin with

Play herself start creepin with

One of your dudes, u confused u don't know who 2 get even with

Maybe u ain't the same broad that I was even with

When u cheatin with dude I see & sh*t

Nigga I'm fly with, work with, we speak & sh*t

U the broad that would ride for me

Look me in the eyes transformed in to Shaggy

Bi*ch how u gon lie 2 me?

Fell for the allure thas my bad u broke in somethin so secure

I'm now scarred see u make it type hard

For me 2 see the next broad

And not think that she ain't jus another hoe or slore

But thanks, see relationships in a different u son

To get over the old girl gotta get a new 1

Half of me still witchu & I don't care ya'll

Other half with her, I'm stuck, so I compare ya'll

Me & her's now, me & u got memories

Me & you got love, me & her got chemistry

She's like a friend 2 me, u like the enemy

Or maybe she's there jus 2 cover that resentment B

Or maybe she ain't as fake as u & won't take me thru

That same faze as u, or

Maybe it's simple she seen all that pain I was in

And won't make the same mistake as u, I mean

I never had an issue with trust,

Never knew u had an issue with lust

We can get thru anything in the world if the issue's discussed

Whas it a whole seperate issue? or an issue with us?

But it gets bigger, u doubtin' u, u like sh*t nigga!

Was his money longer? or his d*ck bigger?

U gettin sick nigga when u alone

And jus u & your imagination u paint a sick picture

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