Joe Budden - So Lonely lyrics
[Joe Budden - So Lonely lyrics]
See the haters is still soupin and
Y'all ain't happy to hear that
I'm really couping it
Haters I'm really doing it
You can't step to me, I'm awkward
I box lefty
Nah, better yet I'm ambidextrous
I can do it with both
Haters tried to put a stop to it
I had to do it with toast
They don't like that I don't do it like most
Muhfucka
Can't help the fact that I spit up acid
I'm from A Different World
Son I'm Dwayne Wayne without
The flip up glasses, dog
A lot of you herbs be phony
I never said I'm the illest
But at this present time I'm Jersey's only
Trying desperately to wrap me up
Started to fight with the game
Now what other rapper from my
Hood'll back me up?
And now they mad in the streets
But if I was wack it'd peace
And I never asked to be part of rap's elite
I was like y'all, struggling
I lived in my mom's crib
Then I dropped a couple freestyles
And the people responded
And now when you flip about the stations
DJs holler "let's take it to Jersey"
All you hear is, uh, "salutations!"
I'm working hard on my grind
I'm about to make it
See my cloud is raising
Why can't I manage without the hating
The sooner the greater
If everything was peace
We could be a Unit like Flavor
Look around, you bout to ruin it hater
With a major, still I'm working myself
And I'm right where I wanna be
So you only hurting yourself
Hoping I shelf, I'm promoting myself
And the bottom line is that hating
Is just self-centeredness just
Showing it'self
Wanna bust off to hit me cause all
The twenties in the loft is crispy
And all the streets want is Jumpoff and 50
Die traitor, asking me why playa
When I breeze through
All I do is look at you hi hater
Best friends become strangers, you shady dunn
And I done gave you some guidance
You chasing my baby moms
I used to feel I'm your man
Know what that feel like my man?
How you look yourself in the mirror
Still feel like a man? Joey
Future greatest, I ain't twisted at all
And four albums down the line you
Can say you witnessed it all just think
You could say we had some business before
You could go as far as saying
That we was niggas before
But, it's just me and my box of
Bogeys I can't flock with you clonies
God damn being on top, it's so lonely
Sony say I sound like Grafh
I was signed a good year and
A half before he popped up
Don't say I'm trying be something I'm not
What
Joe Budden dogs, I'm back in the circuit
The block is shut this fall is a hot season
Def Jam invited me here and I'm not leaving
Just me and my box of bogeys
Got my Glock as my homie
God damn being on top, it's so lonely
Y'all ain't happy to hear that
I'm really couping it
Haters I'm really doing it
You can't step to me, I'm awkward
I box lefty
Nah, better yet I'm ambidextrous
I can do it with both
Haters tried to put a stop to it
I had to do it with toast
They don't like that I don't do it like most
Muhfucka
Can't help the fact that I spit up acid
I'm from A Different World
Son I'm Dwayne Wayne without
The flip up glasses, dog
A lot of you herbs be phony
I never said I'm the illest
But at this present time I'm Jersey's only
Trying desperately to wrap me up
Started to fight with the game
Now what other rapper from my
Hood'll back me up?
And now they mad in the streets
But if I was wack it'd peace
And I never asked to be part of rap's elite
I was like y'all, struggling
I lived in my mom's crib
Then I dropped a couple freestyles
And the people responded
And now when you flip about the stations
DJs holler "let's take it to Jersey"
All you hear is, uh, "salutations!"
I'm working hard on my grind
I'm about to make it
See my cloud is raising
Why can't I manage without the hating
The sooner the greater
If everything was peace
We could be a Unit like Flavor
Look around, you bout to ruin it hater
With a major, still I'm working myself
And I'm right where I wanna be
So you only hurting yourself
Hoping I shelf, I'm promoting myself
And the bottom line is that hating
Is just self-centeredness just
Showing it'self
Wanna bust off to hit me cause all
The twenties in the loft is crispy
And all the streets want is Jumpoff and 50
Die traitor, asking me why playa
When I breeze through
All I do is look at you hi hater
Best friends become strangers, you shady dunn
And I done gave you some guidance
You chasing my baby moms
I used to feel I'm your man
Know what that feel like my man?
How you look yourself in the mirror
Still feel like a man? Joey
Future greatest, I ain't twisted at all
And four albums down the line you
Can say you witnessed it all just think
You could say we had some business before
You could go as far as saying
That we was niggas before
But, it's just me and my box of
Bogeys I can't flock with you clonies
God damn being on top, it's so lonely
Sony say I sound like Grafh
I was signed a good year and
A half before he popped up
Don't say I'm trying be something I'm not
What
Joe Budden dogs, I'm back in the circuit
The block is shut this fall is a hot season
Def Jam invited me here and I'm not leaving
Just me and my box of bogeys
Got my Glock as my homie
God damn being on top, it's so lonely