What a Dub - Mad Professor

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I've been ignoring this big lump in my throat I shouldn't be crying, tears were for the weaker days I'm stronger now or so I say But something's missing Whatever it is, it feels like it's laughing at me through the glass of a two-sided mirror Whatever it is, it's just laughing at me And I just wanna scream What now? I just can't figure it out What now? I guess I'll just wait it out(wait it out) What now? Ohhhh what now? I found the one he changed my life But was it me that changed And he just happened to come at the right time I'm supposed to be in love But i'm numb again Whatever it is, it feels like it's laughing at me through the glass of a two-sided mirror Whatever it is, it's just sitting there laughing at me And I just wanna scream What now? I just can't figure it out What now? I guess I'll just wait it out(wait it out) What now? Please tell me What now? There's no one to call cause I'm just playing games with them all The more I swear I'm happy, the more that I'm feeling alone Cause I spent every hour just going through the emotions I can't even get the emotions to come out Dry as a bone, but I just wanna shout What now? I just can't figure it out What now? I guess I'll just wait it out(wait it out) What now? somebody tell me What now? I don't know where to go I don't know what to feel I don't know how to cry I don't know ow ow why I don't know where to go I don't know what to feel I don't know how to cry I don't know ow ow why I don't know where to go I don't know what to feel I don't know how to cry I don't know ow ow why So what now?

What about your friends? What about What about your friends? What about your What about your Every now and then, I get a little crazy That's not the way it's supposed to be Sometimes my vision is a little hazy I can't tell who I should trust Or just who I let trust me, yeah People try to say I act a little funny But that's just a figure of speech to me They tell me I changed because I got money But if you were there before Then you're still down with me, yeah What about your friends? Will they stand their ground? Will they let you down again? What about your friends? Are they gonna be low down? Will they ever be around? Or will they turn their backs on you? Well, is it me, or can it be I'm a little too friendly So to speak hypothetically say? I supply creativity to what others Must take as a form of self-hate Only to make an enemy Which results in unfortunate destiny They dog me out then be next to me Just 'cause I am what some choose to envy Every now and then I get a little easy I let a lot of people depend on me I never thought they Would ever deceive me Don't you know when times got rough I was standing on my own I'll never let another Get that close to me You see, I've grown a lot smarter now Sometimes you have to choose and then you'll see If your friend is true they'll be there with you Through the thick and thin What about your friends? Will they stand their ground? Will they let you down again? What about your friends? Are they gonna be low down? Will they ever be around? Or will they turn their backs on you? What about your friends? Will they stand their ground? Will they let you down again? What about your friends? Are they gonna be low down? Will they ever be around? Or will they turn their backs on you? Yo, is it me, or can it be I'm a little too friendly So to speak hypothetically say? I supply creativity to what others Must take as a form of self-hate Only to make an enemy Which results in unfortunate destiny They dog me out then be next to me Just 'cause I am what some choose to envy What about your friends? Will they stand their ground? Will they let you down again? What about your friends? Are they gonna be low down? Will they ever be around? Or will they turn their backs on you? What about your friends? Will they stand their ground? Will they let you down again? What about your friends? Are they gonna be low down? Will they ever be around? Or will they turn their backs on you? What about your friends? I act a little funny I wouldn't change not for no money I'll be a friend as long as you're a friend to me Yeah, yeah (What about your friends?) Even though I might be easy It don't give you no 'cause to deceive me It's not the way that I want my friends to ever be Friends... Will they stand their ground? Will they let you down again? What about your friends? Are they gonna be low down? Will they ever be around? Or will they turn their backs on you? What about your friends? Will they stand their ground? Will they let you down again? What about your friends? Are they gonna be low down?

Okay, okay Okay, okay Okay, okay Yeah Okay, okay Okay, okay, yeah Okay, ha That's a reach (that's a reach) Brand new sneaks (brand new sneaks) Brand new seats (brand new seats) Peanut Butter Did I (ha) Stutter? (Ha, let's get it, let's get it, let's get it) Did I? (Yeah, okay, ha, yeah) Who the hell say we ain't it (ha, yeah) Who the hell say we ain't gettin' no money? I promise we not even rich (yeah, ha, ha, yeah) This shawty, she doin' some tricks (yeah) She know she ain't gettin' a tip (blow, yeah) But she got some beautiful lips (blow, yeah) I told her she needed a Nic (blow, yeah) (Yeah, ha, ha, yeah) yeah, .9 (yeah, yeah) Call up Nine (call up lil' Nine, yeah, yeah) He bringing that .9, okay, okay (yeah, yeah) She look- (ah), okay, okay (yeah, yeah) She look fine (yeah, yeah, professor professor) Stop that lyin' (yeah, yeah, professor professor) She a dime (yeah, yeah, professor professor) Huh, yeah They hate when I walk through the door (yep, yeah) The Martin, it's all on my toes (yep, yeah) I don't even shop in the store (yep, yeah) They follow wherever I go (yep, yeah) I level the high with the low (yep, yeah) And shawty, she actin' real bold (yep, yeah) I'm prayin' that God take my soul (yep, yeah) That's a reach (that's a reach) Brand new sneaks (brand new sneaks) Brand new seats (brand new seats) Peanut Butter Did I Stutter? Did I? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, heard they switchin' sides I'm callin' them Aizen I see y'all niggas, y'all wildin' Yeah, I'm feelin' like Killua, I got all of this motherfu- lightning (huh, hey) Call up Gon, we hittin' Greed Island (uh) Half of these niggas, they insects like Pouf, they playin' the violin Hold on, cook on these niggas like pasta Baby, I'm gettin' this, hold on Baby, I'm feelin' like, hold on Baby, I'm gettin' this, yeah Peacoat, Duffy, shot it, she know me, ha Ball on these niggas like Kobe, yeah Ball on these niggas like Kobe, ha Ball on that boy like I'm Kobe Half of these niggas, they know me, ha I'm gettin' money, I'm lonely, ha Shoot from the back like I'm Tony, ha Montana, okay I'm gettin' this money, magnetic My niggas, we comin', we gettin' this money, we stackin' this bread like a sandwich, okay (ha) Not one of us (us) That nigga not one of us (yeah, okay) Not one of us (us) That nigga not one of us (that boy is not one of-) Not one of us (ha, ha) That nigga not one of us (ha, ha) Not one of us (ha, ha) That nigga not one of us (ha, ha) R.I.P. to my granny (R.I.P. to my granny) Know why shawty need panties (know why shawty need panties), ha Got a homie named Manny (got a homie named Manny) And he down for the family, okay (okay) Okay (okay), okay (okay) All you niggas been talkin', okay (okay) I get it (I get it), I get it (I get it) You 'bout it, you wit' it Psych, nigga I lied (yeah, yeah) God on my side, huh (yeah, yeah) Hop in the ride (yeah, yeah) He cappin' on Instagram live (yeah, yeah, okay) That nigga is not with the guys (yeah, yeah, okay) Versace can cover my eyes (yeah, yeah, okay) She win and she want a lil' prize (ah, ah) I'm stackin' this bread like it's rye (ha) Yo, Cochise, a weh dem a seh?

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