Don't Make Me-Joe Budden

歌手 : Joe Budden

专辑 : Padded Room

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:34

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TXT Don't Make Me-Joe Budden 文本歌词

Don't Make Me - Joe Budden

Top down with the fresh cut

With A Baker (Anita Baker) through the speakers 'Best Of'

A crisp white tee I'm still feelin' dressed up

Everythin' else healthy don't get me messed up

A good pair of shades on you gon always see me in disguise

Not for style I don't want you to seein' my eyes

But for now tell God hurry my plans

Cause I just had to bury my man

Us two was on some brother sh*t

But if I learned anythin'

If you take life for granted it'll grant you some other sh*t

I know I can't be the only one troubled with

I talk 'bout hard sh*t like I discovered it

Thought I had enough of it still won't cut a wrist

I just wrote the book he published it

Simply read holdin' back the years

Cause when I strayed

It looked like he holdin' back some tears he sayin'

Sometimes I feel like it's a ghost behind me

Nudge in my back got the toast behind me

Clockin' my every move takin' notes behind me

Crowd laughin' there must be a 'Roast' behind me

But the boy won't bend

Though the road to the riches is startin' to look like it don't end

I'm on 9-5 speedin' truly love it

No idea where I'm goin' that's the beauty of it

But still I'm here waitin' on a sign

Or a F Y I to be notified cause (WHY)

Do it matter what he got it store for niggas if they too broke to buy

I know I want heart my back carryin' some tons ya'll

From the devil's bedroom on to his front yard

Pop up in the backseat and keys the chauffeur

Let em know before I hop out with him on my shoulder I said

Wouldn't be smart to tangle wit ya guardian angel

Not when they got a strangle from every angle head to ankles

Get mangled so I don't got sh*t

My eyes everywhere on my Stuart Scott sh*t

Tryin' to be fly every second that the clock tick

But there's a suicide bomber in the cockpit

See my intent is to be content

But that's contingent off fly hoe's usin'

Since mama concieved me

Me and dude been stuck in a melee

He's tellin' me I gotta ball like Beasely

But I could give a f**k how a ni**a percieves me

So until God retrieves me

I'm followin' behind the ni**a that misleads me

If need be bounce from where he tryin' to keep me

But everytime I try he tells me that he needs me