Sikai, Joe Budden - Only Love Me lyrics

Hey, God forbid they let the beat stop
Cause, I know they only love
Me when the beat drop (AYO)
Hey, I hope they never let the beat stop
Cause, I know y'all only love
Me when the beat drop

I hope they never let the beat stop (Why?)
Cause them bitches only love me
When the beat drop
God forbid they let the beat stop
Cause, I know that niggas love
Me when the beat stop (Blaow)

You done met your match
You should go meet ya maker
Name attached to the to the
Job, Bob The Builder
John The Baker Kai the sick
1 in this inner city i blow a pretty penny
So I get attention from the pretty bitties
Ain't nobody lookin at you niggas
Really ain't nobody scared
Of a chump, punk, pussy, 15 minute career
Get the hell up out of here
Homie this is longevity ol' heads
Younger kids and grown folks tellin me
Highway dreamin
Like the A beside the letter B
Got my shit together on the
Plane where I fell asleep
First class, front row
Put me in the better seats
And get my girl the latest shit
Cause she deserves the better things
Life is like that mocking bird
Told that bitch she better sing
Money and the cars look at all
This shit that better bring
Meet me at the alter with the
Pastor and the wedding rings
I will give my first, my last
Baby my everything


It's a shame man
They told me not to hit em hard
French told me niggas don't want
Nothin more than 12 bars
They just want the hottest hook
Ain't lookin if you from the heart
I'm looking for these bitches
I got it in me to do em all
Come and get a nigga up
Long hair don't even care
But short cut don't give a fuck
Baby yes I take it there
Nowadays they listen to anything
That they playin
I don't hold back for nothin
Eventually I just say
Either love it or they hate it
I swear they gotta kill me
All my ups and downs but you'll
Notice that I'm still me psychological shit
I told you this is real deep
Quotables for your facebook statuses
And your little tweets
All over the internet
You gone drop the ball and
Allow me to intercept
See I'm catching on the ways of the world
Just at the way I might shine if my
Instrumental were to last for a lifetime

Now she wanna call and come through
For whatever I wanna do
Wasn't for that mic check, 1
2 would that be untrue
Now all the jokes are funnier
Than what they would be
Even though they heard the music
Niggas never understood me
Aware of what I'm dealing with
Got superior focus
Got experience dealing with ulterior motives
A couple OGs gave me sound advice
Told me fuck the world and adapt
To what I'm surrounded by
Never live timidly
I don't fuck with gimmicks B
Damn right I changed
My advice would be to mimic me
Born to persevere
Every move I make relentlessly
Still I got inferior niggas
That wanna finish me time is money
We got nothing to converse about
No energy to cures em out
I'll stop when that hearse is out
Even when I'm gone, my spirit'll keep reppin
The music'll live forever
When you hear it keep steppin Muhfucka!