Really Don't Want My Love (Ms. Jade)

Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off You had me turned out as a young buck in a caddy truck Givin' me dough for air maxes and new traxes It was cool when you let me breathe After we finished layin' up, you won't let me leave Damn I'ma adult now, mommy packed up the belts now You all dumb high off the lie, playin' yourself now Fuckin' up my groove, watch my every move Try and get me caught up, makin' up lies that ain't true I can't take this dumb shit, you startin' to irk me Layin' all them rules down like you birth me Shit you the worst B, all try lock me Even got both my next door neighbors watchin' me You gotta problem, somethin' that I can't solve with ya I'm at the point when we split I will not miss ya I ain't your wife, damn sure ain't your child Trees gettin' to ya head 'cuz dumb chick ain't my style You really don't want my love All you do is smoke up them trees Then you wanna try to tell me what to do Why you wanna put a little hold on me? You really don't want my love All you do is smoke up them trees Then you wanna try to tell me what to do Why you wanna put a little hold on me? I don't know what's wrong with you, is you my dude or a detective Try to look at it from your perspective but I can't You wanna know where I'm goin', who I'm seein' Who I'm meetin', what I'm eatin', what I'm doin', who I'm screwin' Not you 'cuz I can't stand how you tryin' to run me High all day, plus you don't really even love me 'Cuz if you did you would let me live The facts will pop up in your brain that I ain't no kid And that no man gon' tell me how to breathe Right disease type, smoke cloudin' up your mind sight Think it's time you try again and get your little dust off Bus off, now it's time to take the fuckin' cuffs off Go ahead, smoke laugh and joke with ya homies But do me a favor when you sober don't call me I'm finished with ya, I hope and pray that you ain't bitter Used to have it goods, nowadays you don't deliver You really don't want my love All you do is smoke up them trees Then you wanna try to tell me what to do Why you wanna put a little hold on me? You really don't want my love All you do is smoke up them trees Then you wanna try to tell me what to do Why you wanna put a little hold on me? You think you got me on lock 'Cuz when my friends call I don't go But this shit here's gotta stop You be actin' like I'm on parole Oh, why you trippin', why you trippin'? 'Cuz I can't take it, take it too long Oh, do you call this big pimpin'? Oh, this is what you call big pimpin'? You really don't want my love All you do is smoke up them trees Then you wanna try to tell me what to do Why you wanna put a little hold on me? You really don't want my love All you do is smoke up them trees Then you wanna try to tell me what to do Why you wanna put a little hold on me? Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off Now let me count it off You really don't want my love All you do is smoke up them trees Then you wanna try to tell me what to do Why you wanna put a little hold on me? You really don't want my love All you do is smoke up them trees Then you wanna try to tell me what to do Why you wanna put a little hold on me?