I cant take your attitude
  Boy who the hell are you
  Walking around like you own something when the truth is not at all
  Gave you my credit cards so you could hit the mall
  Still you complain saying things tryna make me feel small
  
  Who the hell are you to try to make me cry,i need to know why
  Thinking of you the shit you really aint sh*t to do me like this
  And who the hell are you to try to bring me down
  Lemme put you down...
  I'm not with this,lemme show you how it is
  
  [Hook:]
  So baby on the real you aint nobody to ever try to make me feel
  This way
  U'r so lame...you better ask somebody
  Looks like i'll have to take my love away
  
  Why you wanna curse at me
  Call me all outta my name
  Watch yourself playa you dont wanna see it get ugly
  Why dont you get a job,really it aint that hard
  Instead of doing things to bug me
  
  [Breakdown]
  You aint nobody to me so
  Thats why its easy to leave you
  Pack all your sh*t i dont need you
  And thats on the real dude
  You swear that you a real thug then
  Come around my wayyou gets nothing
  Dont even think about lovin
  You gets nothing