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Joe Budden - Hello Expectations Lyrics



Joe Budden - Hello Expectations Lyrics




Check, it's time to educate a lercher if your featherweight by nurture
Looking for a fix, I'm here to medicate, nurtured
Was putting this shit off, and know I hesitated further
Even me thinking bout it is premeditated murder
So if when I levitate it disturbs ya
You ain't gotta ask who I dedicated this verse to
You brothers I tried to see shit in all shades
So I'm prep when they finally show they true colors
Ain't gotta worry about who I'm trying to appeal to
If all I do is keep it in fif, what up Phillip Hughes
Public Enemy, all I'm just missing Terminator X
Now who am I gonna terminate next?
Hearing all sorts of fables probly
Who if you choose to believe will have you thinking I'm unstable
Contrary to belief I weighed all I brought to the table
And decided that relationships wasn't worth being faithful
Words from the wise: When you lie make sure the trail is gone
And don't expect a happy ending less you in a nail salon
Nigga
I'm at a time before drugs should starts
It makes sense, I'm being framed I'm a work of art
But if you broke tho
Don't, blame the economy
Don't, come with a handout
Don't, try to (?)
See, I never ask niggas to come and be fond of me
You met your match now, what up Eharmony

Hello expectations, know I had to greet you
It don't matter where you at, Ill always come and meet you
Hello expectations, we can skip the small talk
Probly thought I disappeared and thought that I was all talk
What you been smoking?
You keep getting higher
But that ain't ever been a problem, I keep getting nicer
Hello expectations, who do it like me?
I think you got a good idea of who it might be

Been in this game 8 years, ain't fell off, no bragging
Its just been a lot of John Doe and toe taggin'
The jeans have, any foot wear is old is old fashion
Bought these Jordans maybe do some Bo Jacksons
All I'm hearing is coke rapping with no passion
From dudes getting f*ck like something Chris Stokes imagined
Black Benz, fruck an art class no wagon
Way I'm on that turn pipe you will think the pope passing
If you got an assessment of what I represent
Its more then likely negligent if we was never friends
Popping shit online, haven't even met me
Yous a pussy and a bush, Kardashian and Reggie
Hello Expectations, I should look familiar
Every time we meet you tell me ain't nobody realer
Whatever you expect from me, I always go beyond that
And you be looking shock as if we lost contact
So if you knew me, you would get why my man is off drastic
Strong minded, a lot of people cant handle that tactic
To keep it real, politics always hand to the masses
And I rebel cause all I wanna do is hand them a classic
Nobody gotta be right, just a lamp and a mattress
'Til my accountant pull the trigger Ill hamper they asses
I'm in a fine lint and (?) hand them a fabric
Bad bitches, fast cars no Danika Patrick
Audience is die hard so if my fans spazzin'
You might see the first drive-by from a ban wagon
I'm not a role model, I never claim to be the
World would be fruckd up if
Y'all was the same as m I'm
Not to be copied off of
Not to be emulated
This music ain't the club more
So to be stimulated
A nigga far from perfect when you hear the pencil stated
That I would try to be your
That I would demonstrate it
The naysayers talking
It seems I been degraded
And tho I hear their words
None of them penetrated
So when it's cold I
Maker sure I'm isolated
A little food for thought
Hope your mental can take it

Hello expectations, know I had to greet you
It don't matter where you at, Ill always come and meet you
Hello expectations, we can skip the small talk
Probly thought I disappeared and thought that I was all talk
What you been smoking?
You keep getting higher
But that ain't ever been a problem, I keep getting nicer
Hello expectations, who do it like me?
I think you got a good idea of who it might be
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Check, it's time to educate a lercher if your featherweight by nurture
Looking for a fix, I'm here to medicate, nurtured
Was putting this shit off, and know I hesitated further
Even me thinking bout it is premeditated murder
So if when I levitate it disturbs ya
You ain't gotta ask who I dedicated this verse to
You brothers I tried to see shit in all shades
So I'm prep when they finally show they true colors
Ain't gotta worry about who I'm trying to appeal to
If all I do is keep it in fif, what up Phillip Hughes
Public Enemy, all I'm just missing Terminator X
Now who am I gonna terminate next?
Hearing all sorts of fables probly
Who if you choose to believe will have you thinking I'm unstable
Contrary to belief I weighed all I brought to the table
And decided that relationships wasn't worth being faithful
Words from the wise: When you lie make sure the trail is gone
And don't expect a happy ending less you in a nail salon
Nigga
I'm at a time before drugs should starts
It makes sense, I'm being framed I'm a work of art
But if you broke tho
Don't, blame the economy
Don't, come with a handout
Don't, try to (?)
See, I never ask niggas to come and be fond of me
You met your match now, what up Eharmony

Hello expectations, know I had to greet you
It don't matter where you at, Ill always come and meet you
Hello expectations, we can skip the small talk
Probly thought I disappeared and thought that I was all talk
What you been smoking?
You keep getting higher
But that ain't ever been a problem, I keep getting nicer
Hello expectations, who do it like me?
I think you got a good idea of who it might be

Been in this game 8 years, ain't fell off, no bragging
Its just been a lot of John Doe and toe taggin'
The jeans have, any foot wear is old is old fashion
Bought these Jordans maybe do some Bo Jacksons
All I'm hearing is coke rapping with no passion
From dudes getting f*ck like something Chris Stokes imagined
Black Benz, fruck an art class no wagon
Way I'm on that turn pipe you will think the pope passing
If you got an assessment of what I represent
Its more then likely negligent if we was never friends
Popping shit online, haven't even met me
Yous a pussy and a bush, Kardashian and Reggie
Hello Expectations, I should look familiar
Every time we meet you tell me ain't nobody realer
Whatever you expect from me, I always go beyond that
And you be looking shock as if we lost contact
So if you knew me, you would get why my man is off drastic
Strong minded, a lot of people cant handle that tactic
To keep it real, politics always hand to the masses
And I rebel cause all I wanna do is hand them a classic
Nobody gotta be right, just a lamp and a mattress
'Til my accountant pull the trigger Ill hamper they asses
I'm in a fine lint and (?) hand them a fabric
Bad bitches, fast cars no Danika Patrick
Audience is die hard so if my fans spazzin'
You might see the first drive-by from a ban wagon
I'm not a role model, I never claim to be the
World would be fruckd up if
Y'all was the same as m I'm
Not to be copied off of
Not to be emulated
This music ain't the club more
So to be stimulated
A nigga far from perfect when you hear the pencil stated
That I would try to be your
That I would demonstrate it
The naysayers talking
It seems I been degraded
And tho I hear their words
None of them penetrated
So when it's cold I
Maker sure I'm isolated
A little food for thought
Hope your mental can take it

Hello expectations, know I had to greet you
It don't matter where you at, Ill always come and meet you
Hello expectations, we can skip the small talk
Probly thought I disappeared and thought that I was all talk
What you been smoking?
You keep getting higher
But that ain't ever been a problem, I keep getting nicer
Hello expectations, who do it like me?
I think you got a good idea of who it might be
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Writer: Joseph Anthony Budden
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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