Joe Budden - OLS4 lyrics

(Freestyle) Tell me how long are we suppose to act like this? We won't neva get on track like this How can I eva tell ya how I feel if ya react like this? Ya call me ova here to talk not get attacked like this Its funny Got yo track shoes on but what ya runnin' from sh** I know where ya goin' & where ya comin' from Thats immaturity showin', its just the baby in ya One of the reasons why I neva put a baby in ya Tired of hearin' how yall neva trust me again How ya luv me, then ya hate me, then ya luv me again One minute Im yo soul-mate then its f** me again Until ya get horny enough & wanna f** me again But check it I just wanna treat ya good & do betta Ya think Im runnin' around tryna be the hoods Hugh Heffner Sayin' Im all about hoes, when Im all about ya Even when Im wit my hoes, I tell them all about ya Say thats just one reason I keep losin' ya I dont understand it, that sh** is confusin' 2 Ya left me, Im doin' me, ya doin' ya So what the f** is me doin' me have to do wit ya How dare ya tell me its tougher fo' ya ? Like I dont hear about them n***as ya f**ing wit 2 I had neva knew ya thought like that Who knew ya was into sports like that Mo' prayers cuz they all players Ya out there havin' a ball, playa Ball player afta ball playa I mean ya wit the ball players mo' than ball players Hope they ain't f**in' ya & makin' ya they ball-player Come to me, I just get a hard time Why they give one to ya , is this what ya wanna do? Wit me ya get an attitude, ya get all stuck up Start callin' me a f** up until I tell ya shut the f** up But the part I dont respect is Ya so cool wit erry otha one of yo exes It's history between us, all ain't right either Back & forth domestic, call it fight feva Be wantin' ya close to me Supposedly, ya say ya ova me That just come across as a joke to me Cuz ya ain't got the luv that expires Worst case, ya'll get tired Tell yo friends I'm a liar Tried therapy when we felt it goin' sour Thats four hunid dollas erry hour Fo' him to come & mediate, referee, be our interpreter Tell me I need to lower my voice, dont curse at her Says shes only frustrated cuz I keep hurtin' her Tell me despite all that, he can tell that I worship her Soon as ya let yo guard down, I get it up again Fixin' it is 2 much work, so I give up again But I wanna spend the rest of my life wit ya Make a wife wit ya , make it alright wit ya But how are ya eva suppose to think that Im right fo' ya When all I eva do is treat ya like a recyclable Disgraceful & ya want me to chase ya But its easier fo' me to replace ya Cuz I see it like If ya can't deal wit what we go thru I got b**hes lined up, I got an ego 2 And to them Im errythin' Funny, I'm great & Im charmin' But to ya Im alarmin', all I do is bring harm in To ya , Im the cuz of all yo misery Of course I disagree, ya goin' off our history All that arguin' just ain't my style Cuz that anger now got us like strangers now Ya tell me I should get help & Im sick in the head Ya found make up on the sheets, I had a b**h in our bed But wait, I ain't luv her tho, I ain't f** her tho I could dead that b**h right now man, f** that ho Ya just think I'll get anotha & anotha ho Way ya talk to me its like I got a whole club of hoes But I could switch gears, make them all disappear Ya goin' thru my phone like I got a b**h in there We discussin' chicks afta they thru They dont matter to me, but fo' sum' reason they matter to ya We keep havin' the same threesome But not kind of come as a blessin' Ya keep bringin' up my last girl Like she ain't my past girl like ya ain't the reason she present Check it Ya ain't got to worry about me & her If I wanted to be wit her I would be wit her Yeah we hung together Strip clubs had fun together But thats done, don't sweat her Ya the only one I wanna do a bid wit Live wit, share my last name, have kids wit Cant be understated errytime we eva ran witchyu Ya compare me in yo head to sum' n***a ya created Im a long way from perfect, I got sh** wit me Still I want ya to luv me unconditionally 9 years in, I dont deserve what ya givin' me Like ya get a victory by actin' like a dick to me Want me to see how it feels, I get the trickery Lesson learned tho, ya my missin' piece Give anotha chance to yo ex Ya dont pick up the phone, ya dont answer my texts b**h We ain't give it all that we got Still ain't empty the clip, lets give it one mo' shot Or We can go ahead on our own I need ya I cant do this alone (But ya keep runnin' away)