You think you got me
Runnin scared
lookin' all funky
boy you aint prepared

I got more self worth
then you can achieve
I got mad self respect
like you wouldnt believe

Y'all act like a king
sittin high on your throne
thinkin aloof little words
are like throwin a bone

and y'all think I dont see
that your doin your best
to protect you frail ego
n that thing in your chest

don't think I dont know
oh I've been there before
gotta spit that hot fire
fo' you walk out my door

well excuse me there playa
i got news for yo ass
when you messin with me
boy you steppin on glass

cuz I dont need yo' words
I dont need your support
I dont need yo foul games
'n your love-hate retort

So go about yo' biz son
keep on thinkin you fly
keep on fannin those flames
dreamin bout how I fry

Cuz I'm walking away
and I'm walking with pride
Got my ego in check
future in my sight

I dint need you before
and I dont need you now
In a coupla weeks
you be wonderin how

You fucked this one up man
and you fucked it up bad
hope it eats you inside
what yo ass coulda had

hope you lie up at night
thinkin bout what you lost
all the laughs and the talks
that yo scare tactics cost

hope you think of my face
and smile makes you tense
hope you think of the sex
and remember that sense

just invision the loss
of a future with me
and create your own ending
on what it would be

and then oh shit remember
it aint there anymore
you decided tonight
to just walk out that door

and I laugh as you laugh
I match you grin to grin
knowing exactly what ballin
mental state that I'm in

So be cool boy be slick
maybe I'll cya around
you'll see me and search
what I've already found

I got your number kid
your so history
I hope next time you fuckin'
you be thinkin of me.