Where Did It Go Wrong?

Yo, niggas ain't lookin' for me like they say they are

But on some real shit, I pray they are

Cause niggas keep runnin' 'round acting like the AK far

I keep it nearby in case they start

Might catch 'em on a 'Friday'

Chill! they like Day-Day to the God

Think they already know it and it break they heart

With all the hate that he seem to get

Things jus ain't been the same since the A Team split

Got some hood niggas thinking they straight mutants

More like good niggas; straight A students

Dog it's no games, no intermission

Tell him I just seen him die and the premonition in him, listen

Can't eat dinner missing in the kitchen

Could smell but can't taste

I'm three laps ahead

You a snail in the race

Pale in the face

Niggas is lightwork on a scale with no weight

Wait, can't stand these clowns

Gave 'em everything they got so to me they just a hand-me-down

My dude, look around before you think about sparking

You're way outnumbered; go ahead and be a Spartan

It's stones getting thrown in here

Fuck these strip club hoes (nigga) I'll get Pacman Jones in here

I swear, it's getting harder to live with the anger

And home ain't home when you live with a stranger

Thought I knew you like the back of my hand

Fast forward three years and I got smacked with the back of her hand

Caught with my ass out without sagging my pants

Allow yaself to get caught like that with that man

Find out your wife that you sleeping with

Play herself start creeping with

One of your dudes

You confused you don't know who to get even with

Maybe you ain't the same broad that I was even with

When you cheating with dude I see and shit

Nigga I'm fly with, work with, we speak and shit

You the broad that would ride for me

Look me in the eyes transformed in to Shaggy

Bitch, how you gone lie to me?

Fell for the allure that's my bad you broke in something so

Secure

I'm now scarred, see, you make it type hard

For me to see the next broad

And not think that she ain't jus another hoe or slore

But thank you, see relationships in a different view, son

To get over the old girl gotta get a new one

Half of me still witchu and I don't care ya'll

Other half with her, I'm stuck, so I compare ya'll

Me and her's now, me and you got memories

Me and you got love, me and her got chemistry

She's like a friend to me, you like the enemy

Or maybe she's there just to cover that resentment B

Or maybe she ain't as fake as you and won't take me through

That same phase as you

Or, maybe it's simple

She seen all that pain I was in

And won't make the same mistake as you

I mean, (I mean) I never had an issue with trust

Never knew you had an issue with lust

We can get through anything in this world if the issue's discussed

Was it a whole separate issue or an issue with us?

But it gets bigger, you doubting you, you like, shit nigga!

Was his money longer or was his dick bigger?

You getting sick nigga

When you alone, and just you and your imagination, you paint a sick picture, (I'm witcha)