Joe Budden - Something From Nothing! lyrics

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Joe Budden - Something From Nothing! lyrics

Sometimes I hear d**h knocking at my front door I'm living every day like a hustle Another drug to juggle Another day another struggle Yo, I know it's f**ed what a lack of cake will do A few people want to move in and stay with you You wish you could help them more you unable to Cause the rents a little late and the cables due You and your girlfriend are beefing in a serious way You used to be faithful you in a curious stage Finally got your mind made of going your separate ways...Wait! Nah homeboy her periods late Now think Times running out do it quickly Cause she start crying moods getting sticky If I don't want it she'll want nothing to do with me Just get the abortion and I give you the 250 But if you say that to her then you wrong You didn't think about that you was getting ya groove on I can't take care of myself never mind a new born I guess that p**y got too good for too long Seem like my money goes by too easy Why I hate that my job only pays bi-weekly My hooptie done sh**ted You spending more money trying to fix it Then what you did with trying to get it The fridge is empty but I survive the hunger Who the f** keeps calling from this private number? There's crime on my mind and my nails are dirty But the floors are real cold in the jails of Jersey Depression starts talking and his voice is raspy Cause he ain't shut the f** up in 3 1/2 Weeks Look, beard is full, hair is nappy These jeans ain't mine so they way too baggy Priorities f**ed, n***a's startin to gas me It's like my whole life just flipped right past me Starting to trap me His names Dwayne, so why the f** my son keep calling him daddy? Same sh** that I feared after all of these years I gotta breathe I can't believe my ears Wiping out my eyes I'm damn near in tears But you can't be mad cause you know you ain't been there Nah, you grab his moms up throw her against the door But in the back of your mind you know it ain't her fault Nah, I ain't mad at all I'm just bothered I get honest for real I ain't been the best father like Toys"R"Us, Chuck E. Cheese You know a little n***a grow up with these needs New Years or Christmas even a birthday Least bring a n***a to his school on the first day I can't believe it, this the same way that I was treated So maybe it's history repeated I know it sound sick The idea of having another kid Cause this one you'll really feel like is his It's the truth and I hate that fact, wait I shouldn't of said that I take that back I apologize Let's rewind this whole story like nah C4 just erase that track Check it, I don't care if only the track trust me f** what n***as say only god can judge me f** what n***as heard or think or even thought Tried to fix my shortcomings I just came up short Joey

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