I had a dream I can buy my way to Heaven
To hold much is given, much is tested
When I awoke, I spent that on a necklace
Ya homies looking like, "Why God?"
This is my life, homey, you decide yours
Ooh, they so sensitive
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
So when he buried in a tomb full of gold
Man, it's so hard not to act reckless
Life is a, huh, depending how you dress her
La la la la
My momma couldn't get through to me
Excuse me, was you saying something?
How you stay faithful in a room full of hoes?
And what I do? Act more stupidly
He can drive off the fumes 'cause
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
Wait till I get my money right
If he can move through the rumors
But I couldn't tell you who decide wars
Let that man get cash, let that man get pass
Then you can't tell me nothing right
That's when you 'Die Hard'
Publishers: EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC., PLEASE GIMME MY PUBLISHING, INC.
La la la la
You can't tell me nothing
Wait till I get my money right
So I parrallel double parked that motherfucker sideways
I'm in between but way more fresher
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
Don't ever fix your lips like collagen
Let the champagne splash
I guess the money should've changed him
La la la la
I'm on TV talking like it's just you and me
Excuse me, was you saying something?
La la la la
I'm just saying how I feel, man
Wait till I get my money right
I told God I'll be back in a second
When they reminisce over You, my God
You can't tell me nothing
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
Then you can't tell me nothing right
Let up the suicide doors
They say I talk with so much emphasis
La la la la
You can't tell me nothing
La la la la
I guess I should've forget where I came from
You don't needa stop to get gas
Songwriters: Aldrin Davis, Clifford Joseph Harris, Jay Jenkins, Connie Mitchell, Kanye West
I know that Jesus died for us
I ain't one of the Cosbys, I ain't go to Hill, man
And say something when you gon' end up apologing
Old folks talking 'bout back in my day
So if the 'Devil Wear Prada', Adam, Eve wear nada
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
Wait till I get my money right
And you can live through anything if Magic made it
Then you can't tell me nothing right
With way less effort 'cause when you try hard
Bought more jewelry, more Louis V
Treasure, what's your pleasure?
Get arrested, got some chilli, get the message
The drama, people suing me
Aight man, holla then
Must be the pharoahs, he in tune with his soul
Class started two hours ago, oh, am I late?
Then you can't tell me nothing right
Excuse me, was you saying something?
La la la la
How you move in a room full of nose?
La la la la
Know I already graduated
La la la la
Wait till I get my money right
But homey, this is my day
I feel the pressure under more scrutiny
Let me know if it's a problem, man