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'm a adult now, mami 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, sayin shit 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/
You gotta problem, somethin' that I can't solve wit ya/
I'm at the point were 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/


[Chorus - x2]
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 wit 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'/
And who I'm meetin', what I'm eatin',/
What I'm doin' who I'm screwin/
Not you cause 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/
Bust off, now it's time to take the fuckin' cuffs off/
Go ahead, smoke laugh and joke wit ya homies/
But do me a favour, when you sober don't call me/
I'm finished wit ya, I hope and pray that you ain't bitter/
Used to have the goods, nowadays you don't deliver/


[Chorus - x2]
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