Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Playing Our Part, artist - Joe Budden.
Date of issue: 01.10.2015
Song language: English
Playing Our Part |
Mic, mic, mic |
Yeah we good now |
Turn the vocals down a little bit, just a little bit |
I want it loud |
Here’s my moment of clarity |
I’ve been misleadin' you all, givin' you half of me |
I’ve been blazin' a trail and leavin' casualties |
I’ve diagnosed myself, I think it’s apathy |
So lettin' go became easy, grabbin' ahold that’s the hardest |
I know our expiration date soon as we start it |
You come around and you feel safe while you’re a target |
You feelin' like I let you inside, while I’m guarded |
It’s genius when arrogance seems like it’s modest |
Look past the insanity, glance at the logic |
Appears optional, all of it is stipulated |
Watch and learn how emotions get manipulated |
Now you in dire need of help |
You the victim, made to think you did it to yourself |
Speakin' of, rest in peace Sandra Bland |
Me I’m believin' everything that wasn’t on that cam |
But back to you, beauty, let me address our lil' movement |
You in therapy but I don’t see the improvement |
Oh whatever’s been made now days is ruined |
So every few months I ponder what the fuck are we doin' |
Let me watch my words again |
You easily got one of the best pussies that I’ve ever been inserted in |
You real kind, real sweet, real nurturin' |
Yet every time we link back up, you just get hurt again |
You put all men in a box, I ain’t one of 'em |
Funny how you got all the answers and none of 'em |
You only dated three men so I’m scared of you |
Cause with no point of reference, what the fuck are you comparin' to? |
You good one minute, psycho the next |
No longer lettin' it ride, too much Jekyll and Hyde |
Then you subtweet for weeks, busy settin' your pride |
I’m grown, don’t really need that sort of mess in my life |
But wait, you of age, you old too |
I control my emotions, yours control you |
You bright enough to know when you get impulsive |
For me, that’s repulsive, how do you not know this? |
And then we go our separate ways |
Just to link back on better days |
Though I know it’s short term and you never stay |
You always a sucker for that text that say |
«Yo what up? |
Are you good? |
Hit me up whenever you in the hood» |
Then we fuck, and it’s fine |
Then you get all this bullshit on your mind |
I’m waitin' for you to talk, but you won’t |
Then you wait for me to react but I don’t |
Then you go, and I watch |
We know how this movie go, but we watch |
Cause we just playin' our parts |
You’re watchin' how I perform and it’s breakin' your heart |
You home alone backtrackin', replayin' the start |
You realize this whole script you’ve been playin' a mark |
That ain’t stop you from takin' a part |
I guess we’re both just playin' our parts |
Yeah, and so the pussy ain’t enough now |
They keep thinkin' it should be enough, how? |
Fuck sex, baby, later for that |
This mind game I’m playin' is a greater climax |
Not a franchise player, I can’t pay you the max |
I can’t say it to you so I just say it in raps |
I got a rep that I made all by myself |
One I hate all by myself |
That comes from decisions created all by myself |
I can’t shake it all by myself |
See I grew up in the spotlight |
Where your every move is eyed |
The truth becomes lies when you’re that scrutinized |
No mentorship, I was unsupervised |
Had to learn on my own every rule to survive |
Still I manned up in caught those wrongs |
Go ahead and judge Joe, I got my court clothes on |
Y’all see the front, behind the scenes more goes on |
Check my back catalog, it’s in all those songs, forreal |
So I can be at peace forever |
I left the puzzle right there, nigga, piece it together |
But back to you, beauty, small waist, fat booty |
It’s cool for the moment but don’t permanently move me |
They come through tossin' me ass like it’s their duty |
But who I was ain’t who I am, I say it truly |
Here I am shootin' 'em down without the Uzi |
Unlike them niggas you know, don’t try and group me |
Watched myself on TV, was unruly |
How the fuck they cast me wrong in my own movie |
They say you are what you attract |
Here I am, screamin', «fuck all that» |
Then I’m forced to believe I attract and adore |
Bunch of unstable broads with character flaws |
With plenty luggage, I greet 'em with their bags at the door |
If that’s true then it’s some shit I’d rather ignore |
Cause check it, whatever helps you get by |
So when they hit me, I always reply |
They always be like, «what's up? |
Are you good? |
Hit me up whenever you in the hood» |
Then we fuck, and it’s fine |
Then you get all this bullshit on your mind |
I’m waitin' for you to talk, but you won’t |
Then you wait for me to react but I don’t |
Then you go, and I watch |
We know how this movie go, but we watch |
Cause we just playin' our parts |
You’re watchin' how I perform and it’s breakin' your heart |
You home alone backtrackin', replayin' the start |
Realize this whole script you’ve been playin' a mark |
But that ain’t stop you from takin' a part |
I guess we’re both just playin' our parts |
Just where I’m at lately |
Look at the monster this industry done made me |
Shit I loved the most, I let it jade me |
Cryin' out for help, somebody save me |
But I can’t let 'em know all that |
They take it as weakness when you show all that |
So I just live in my mind 'til this hoe call back |
Every time I’m knocked down you see Joe crawl back, forreal |
Nowadays they all the same |
Enhanced body parts, smaller brains |
They don’t get a hi in fact |
Mums the word, baby girl, it’s now quiet for that, forreal |
If you got nothin' to offer |
Sorry Mrs. Jackson, gotta off ya |
But as soon as you leave 'em alone |
It’s when they send that same text to the phone |
They always be like, «what's up? |
Are you good? |
Hit me up whenever you in the hood» |
Then we fuck, and it’s fine |
Then you get all this bullshit on your mind |
I’m waitin' for you to talk, but you won’t |
You wait for me to react but I don’t |
Then you go, and I watch |
We know how this movie go, but we watch |
Cause we just playin' our parts |
I guess we’re both just playin' our parts |
I play mine well |
Better than you |
And it go… baby, baby! |