Wale & Curren$y
Wale & Young Chris & Freeway & Beanie Sigel
Wale
Wale & Joe Budden
Wale & Skyzoo
Wale & Talib Kweli & Joell Ortiz
Wale & Young Chris & Tre of UCB
Wale & UCB
Young Chris & Black Thought & Peedi Crakk & Tuphace & Wale
Wale & Kenn Starr & Mike Posner & Big Sean
Wale & Daniel Merriweather
Wale & Torae & Kingpin Slim
Wale & Duffy
Wale & Memphis Bleek
Wale & Curren$y & J. Cole
Wale & Jean Grae
Wale & Royce da 5'9"
Wale & Dre & Bun B
Peter Bjorn and John & Young Chris & Wale & Rhymefest
Wale & Tre of UCB
Wale & K’naan
Wale & Yael Naim
The song is about Wale leaving a girl because she falls for another man. He wonders the reasons why and is reminiscent through worldplay.
Jean Grae talks about getting dumped, wanting to continue & workout the relationship, and her remaining feelings for the guy.
[Verse 1: Wale]
Soon as the door closes
The story's over for us
My insecurities and worries shall be no longer
So hold back ya tears
I'm walking to that cab
These bags fully packed but baby I gotta ask
Is it something you seen in him that you ain't see in me
Just for my sanity baby right now you need to speak
I need some reasons see cause it's some creatures growing deep inside of my heart right now
I need to free them
Was it me?
Did I not love enough?
I'm sure you not about to tell me you ain't cum enough
I wouldn't fuck another girl out of the club
I was Rodney Stuckey, wasn't givin my number up
You see I promise that the checks comin
Never thought that i'd withdraw them with the next woman
So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams
Or his seems more foreseeable seeing he has cheese
Which is the root of all negative
The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss
And men'll chase love
Bitches'll chase cheese
Women will make love to you just to take it from you
So let 'em chase love
Cuz you gon' chase cheese
And while you doin you
I'm glad that it ain't me
I said I'm glad that it ain't me
[Verse 2: Jean Grae]
Know what?
We might be back in this baby
I'm not antagonistic
Forreal I'm aggravated that we gon' abandon this shit
Bananas I'm thinkin' I am for plannin past statistics
My friends unanimous like "You niggas should call it quits"
Not even on the distance factor chicks who pick the rapper
Shit I'm the the rapper
Know the niggas quick to spit they yappers
It's interact of us
Shit in back of us
That we can't forget the past
Counting like an abacus
And sins we got
It may be not the same for you
We dig the plot and never bury pot
So anything do is everything to you
So everything was on the the things I do
Never wrong at any level
I'm the death of you?
And that's the cue
Now I gotta exit after you
You got the first word the last word and fuck it all my passwords
And that hurts
But not as bad as lookin' backwards wishin' that we hadn't been such of a damn disaster
Goodbye was produced by 9th Wonder.