Find a Way-Joe Budden

It's ya muh'f**kin boy, "Jump Off" Joe Budden here Clinton Sparks we gon' get familiar with it We gon' get familiar together man, hey... Sparks, holla at ya boy - that old time music! Whatever it takes, to find a way, to find a way, to find a way I'ma do whatever it takes, to find a way, to find a way, to find a way I'ma do whatever it takes to find a way, to find a way, to find a way Whatever it takes to find a way, to find a way, to find a way Alright I'm dealin with some sh*t homey, it's in the back of my head And it's some sh*t homey, but I just rap it instead See I got wolverine bones in me, but the whole world Is throwin stones at me like they all gotta bone with me Got a child's mother, and I hate her to death But that's my child's mother, so that's my major to the death It's wild how I love her, for puttin little me here And me and her'll be forever, she gon' still be there Then there's some other niggas, are just a character role But they some other niggas, now let's get back to the song I got a drug problem, that I ain't tended to Because I got enough problems, and my solution is to stuff problems But if something goes wrong with that Then it's back to PCP and so long with rap See I'm depressed lately, but nobody understands That I'm depressed lately, I'm sorta feelin repressed lately So y'all been hearin and seein me less lately Like it's anyone noticed the redress lately Look deep ni**a don't I seem stressed lately Seem disturbed, lot of regrets lately Got a company, that I'm signed to But they ain't in my company, when all I need is some company When I start feelin like e'rybody's done with me I try to see what e'rybody want with me Then the mistress, yeah, the girl from ten minutes it's her Now I'm needin ten minutes from her I can't get into it, but I want y'all to know That I'll get into it, but I'll save that for the growth Then it's rap beef, but I'm so secure with me It's only rap beef, I don't need se-cu-rity (never) Wanna get at me, wanna go to war with me That's just one phone call for me, check the sh*t I got a whole hood, that don't appreciate me It's not the whole hood, that depreciates me (okay) What you gon' tell me, when it's the streets that made me And I won't let the belly of the beast degrade me And then it's rap critics, they say all I make is dance music But to almost anything you can dance stupid They ain't like the single, so they ain't copped that album Wouldn't give a chance to it, not a second glance to it They say he wines too much (and) he's too bitter (and) They call it complainin (but) I call it explainin (y'know) How normal niggas could get caught up in the game and Lose they mind and y'all call it entertainment Some sh*t with me, but dudes been knew that But I'm gamblin a lot and I ain't used to do that (I didn't) (nah) Rap ain't payin the bills, it's mo' money mo' problems Or it's no money mo' problems All enormous when you play at these stakes That's how it feels to have a warrant on a famous face Then the album's pushed back, cause they say he need a single At the moment, but what he needs is a single moment Then I'm involved in the he say, she say (that's) in my mind on replay, each day (then) Then it's the b******t that she say he's gay Cause she wouldn't like to think that he ain't like her Just cause she was throwin it at me and I ain't touch her She'll say anything side from I ain't wanna f**k her (nah) I don't feel good, so I don't wanna go to a club Don't wanna go to a lounge, just wanna lounge (I just wanna lounge) In the same sweats that I had on for days Same tee I had on for a week, what I got on it speaks What I got on, it reeks No shape up, chillin, cause that's just how I'm feelin And one day at a time, it's God willin (see I'm) Tryin to see straight but the fog keeps buildin Pulse start racin, the bulls startin to hate me But I gotta be a king, cause there's wolves tryin to play me Hoodie when it's hot like it's freezin winter Rest starve, eating sleep for dinner And it's hard tryna keep this in ya, so I write it all down So one day maybe when life is all sweet I remember Then it's probation, I know we all go through it We call it probation, but there's no pro to it Yeah my soul's achin, only a few peers know Funny thing about the case is it's a few years old Had some sh*t going on with my (cough) ohh, that felt good but it's bad So I'm sittin here like what the b**ch had It's not rap it's real, look scrappy it's true Goin what's popping, do he (I) look happy to you? (nah) Now if it goes to the wire, go the soul of a fighter Bruised up and sloppy, or damaged like Ali Up late talkin to the fans on a website That's the only thing that send your man off to bed right F**k the world, f**k my moms and my girl! Well maybe not mom, just let me remain calm This too won't last, this too shall pass At least that's what I say y'all, that's what I pray for And I'm the only thing that's standin in my way y'all But I gotta be with me, it's no escape y'all I guess depression just stepped in And took over sh*t like it's known to do Guess it said, hey Joe, I'm goin home with you Turn your phone off, I need to be alone with you I need to be in the zone with you Cause I'm the only thing you've prone to ni**a, look I own you ni**a Been with you since 10, but you startin to confuse me Cause it's been so long and you still tryin to lose me Like how could you show me such cruelty When everybody turns their back on you Joe it's you and me Joe you don't want me to see you right And why you always come get me, how we reunite, huh? I know you feel for me deep in your heart Doctors, meetings, pills couldn't keep us apart But now you got a deal and you wanna get rid of me We roommates, I'm in your head Joe, you live with me So I don't write for the fans, nah, I write to my man In hopes that he'll just leave and understand Like, like please leave the kid in peace Let me smoke this one cig' in peace (just give me 10 minutes) Just leave for a second man, it's been too long and I can't troop it And long as you around I can't make that dance music