This is a true story (this is a true story) Its kinda crazy (its kinda crazy) It goes back a little (It goes back a little) See me and my mans (see, me and my mans) We was like peanut bu*ta and jelly (we was like, peanut bu*ta n jelly) It was crazy like (like) One wasn't without the other (one wasn't without the other) It was something (it was something) And it took a wrong turn I ended up on the freeway Im doin 80 on the freeway tryna get to your place And I aint slowin down till I know whats goin down Im doin 80 on the freeway and im on my way I know that somethings wrong somethings wrong Im doin 80 on the freeway tryna get to your place And I aint slowin down till I know whats goin down Im doin 80 I im doin 80 Im doin 80 I im doin 80 I got this feeling that I just cant shake And I cant focus I cant even concentrate Where my baby been all day long Last time we spoke said he was on his way home I tried to tell myself don't lose it don't jump to no conclusions But what could he be doing Im headed for the door, grab my car keys Now Im on the freeway doin 80 Im hoping that Im wrong aint nothings going on I got this premonition womans intuition If nothings going on wont you pick up the phone And I gotta know so I gotta go Im doin 80 on the freeway tryna get to your place And I aint slowin down till I know whats goin down Im doin 80 on the freeway and im on my way I know that somethings wrong somethings wrong Im doin 80 on the freeway tryna get to your place And I aint slowin down till I know whats goin down Im doin 80 I im doin 80 Im doin 80 I im doin 80 As I get closer I start to question what im doing I must be wrong could I be wrong am I just foolish He gotta know I aint the type of girl to fool with And god I hope I don't run up and see some bullsh** I tried to tell myself don't lose it just turn up the music But what could he be doing oh Damn he got me dippin Don't wanna get a ticket But I gotta know Im hoping that Im wrong aint nothings going on I got this premonition womans intuition If nothings going on wont you pick up the phone And I gotta know so I gotta go Im doin 80 on the freeway tryna get to your place And I aint slowin down till I know whats goin down Im doin 80 on the freeway and im on my way I know that somethings wrong somethings wrong Im doin 80 on the freeway tryna get to your place And I aint slowin down till I know whats goin down Im doin 80 I im doin 80 Im doin 80 I im doin 80 I know he's home His lights is on Whos car is in the driveway He aint alone I walked up on the porch Knock knock knock (Who is it) He wont open the door Knock knock knock Baby girl I know its you But I cant open up this door Cause if I do you'll know the truth and wont love me no more Baby say no more open up the door He opened the door It was my best friend