OLS4 - Joe Budden

Tell me how long are we suppose to act like this?

We won’t never get on track like this

How can I ever tell you how I feel if you react like this?

You call me over here to talk and I get attacked like this

It’s funny

Got your track shoes on but what you running from

Shit I know where you going and where you coming from

That’s immaturity showing, its just the baby in you

One of the reasons why I never put a baby in you

Tired of hearing how you’ll never trust me again

How you love me, then you hate me, then you love me again

One minute I’m your soul-mate then it’s fuck me again

Until you get horny enough and wan' fuck me again, but check it

I just wan' treat you good and do better

You think I’m running round tryna be the hood’s Hugh Heffner

Say I’m all about hoes, when I’m all about you

Even when I’m with my hoes, I tell them all about you

Say that’s just one reason I keep losing you

I don’t understand it, that shit is confusing too

You left me, I’m doing me, you doing you

So what the fuck is me doing me have to do witchu?

How dare you tell me it’s tougher for you?

Like I don’t hear about them niggas you fucking with too?

I’d never knew you thought like that (dammit)

Who knew you was into sports like that

More prayers because they all players

You out there having a ball, player, ball player after ball player

I mean you with the ball players more than ball players

Hope they ain’t fucking you and making you they ball-player

Come to me, I just get a hard time

Why they give one to you, is this what you wan' do?

With me you get an attitude, you get all stuck up

Start calling me a fuck up till I tell you shut the fuck up

Yeah, but the part I don’t respect is

You so cool with every other one of your exes

It’s history between us, all ain’t right either

Back and forth domestic, all ain’t flights either

Be wanting you close to me, supposedly

You say you over me, that just comes across as a joke to me

'Cause you ain’t got the kind of love that expires

Worst case, you’ll get tired, tell your friends I’m a liar

Tried therapy when we felt it going sour

That’s four-hundred dollars every hour

For him to come and mediate, referee, be our interpreter

Tell me I need to lower my voice, don’t curse at her

Says she’s only frustrated 'cause I keep hurtin' her

Tell me despite all that, he can tell that I worship her

Soon as you let your guard down, I get it up again

Fixing it is too much work, so I give up again

But I wan' spend the rest of my life with you

Make a wife with you, make it alright with you

But how are you ever suppose to think that I’m right for you

When all I ever do is treat you like a recyclable

Disgraceful and you want me to chase you

But it’s easier for me to replace you, 'cause I see it like

If you can’t deal with what we go through

I got bitches lined up, I got a ego too

And to them I’m everything, funny, I’m great and I’m charming

But to you I’m alarming, all I do is bring harm in

To you, I’m the cause of all your misery

Of course I disagree, you going off our history

All that arguing just ain’t my style

'Cause that anger now got us like strangers now

You tell me I should get help and I’m sick in the head

You found makeup on the sheets, I had a bitch in our bed

But wait, I ain’t love her though, I ain’t fuck her though

I could dead that bitch right now man, fuck that hoe

You just think I’ll get another and another hoe

Way you talk to me it’s like I got a whole club of hoes

But I could switch gears, make 'em all disappear

You going through my phone like I got a bitch in there

We discussing chicks after they through

They don’t matter to me, but for some reason they matter to you

We keep having the same threesome

But not the kind that come as a blessing, nah

You keep bringing up my last girl like she ain’t my past girl

Like you ain’t the reason she present, check it

You ain’t gotta worry about me and her

If I wanted to be with her I would be with her

Yeah, we hung together, strip clubs, had fun together

But that’s done, don’t sweat her, uh

You the only one I wanna do a bid with

Live with, share my last name, have kids with

Can’t be understated, anytime we ever dated

You compare me in your head to some nigga you created

I’m a long way from perfect, I got shit with me

Still I want you to love me unconditionally

Nine-years in, I don’t deserve what you giving me

Like you get a victory by acting like a dick to me

Want me to see how it feels, I get the trickery

Lesson learned though, you my missing piece

Give another chance to your ex

You don’t pick up the phone, you don’t answer my texts

Bitch, we ain’t give it all that we got

Still ain’t empty the clip, let’s give it one more shot

Or we can go ahead on our own

I need you I can’t do this alone

But you keep running away

But you keep running away

But you keep running away

But you keep running away

But you keep running away

But you keep running away

But you keep running away