Can't Tell Me Nothing

La, la, la, la, wait till I get my money right

I had a dream I could buy my way to Heaven

When I awoke, I spent that on a necklace

I told God I'd be back in a second

Man, it's so hard not to act reckless

To whom much is given, much is tested

Get arrested, guess until he get the message

I feel the pressure, under more scrutiny

And what'd I do? Act more stupidly

Bought more jewelry, more Louis V

My mama couldn't get through to me

The drama, people suin' me

I'm on TV, talkin' like it's just you and me

I'm just sayin' how I feel, man

I ain't one of the Cosbys, I ain't go to Hillman

I guess the money should've changed him

I guess I should've forgot where I came from

La, la, la, la, wait till I get my money right

La, la, la, la, then you can't tell me nothin', right?

Excuse me, was you sayin' somethin'?

Uh-uh, you can't tell me nothin'

You can't tell me nothin'

Uh-uh, you can't tell me nothin'

Let up the suicide doors

This is my life, homie, you decide yours

I know that Jesus died for us

But I couldn't tell you who decide wars

So I parallel double-parked that motherfucker sideways

Old folks talkin' 'bout, "Back in my day"

But, homie, this is my day

Class started two hours ago, oh, am I late?

No, I already graduated

And you can live through anything if Magic made it

They say I talk with so much emphasis

Ooh, they so sensitive

Don't ever fix your lips like collagen

And say somethin' where you gon' end up apologin'

Let me know if it's a problem then

Aight, man, holla then

La, la, la, la, wait till I get my money right

La, la, la, la, then you can't tell me nothin', right?

Excuse me, was you sayin' somethin'?

Uh-uh, you can't tell me nothin'

You can't tell me nothin'

Uh-uh, you can't tell me nothin'

Let the champagne splash, let that man get cash

Let that man get past

He don't even stop to get gas

If he can move through the rumors

He could drive off of fumes 'cause

How he move in a room full of nos?

How he stay faithful in a room full of hoes?

Must be the pharaohs, he in tune with his soul

So when he buried in a tomb full of gold

Treasure, what's your pleasure?

Life is a, uh, dependin' how you dress her

So if the Devil wear Prada, Adam, Eve wear nada

I'm in between, but way more fresher

With way less effort

'Cause when you try hard, that's when you die hard

Your homies lookin' like, "Why, God?"

When they reminisce over you, my God

La, la, la, la, wait till I get my money right

La, la, la, la, then you can't tell me nothin', right?

Excuse me, was you sayin' somethin'?

Uh-uh, you can't tell me nothin'

You can't tell me nothin'

Uh-uh, you can't tell me nothin'

La, la, la, la, wait till I get my money right

La, la, la, la, then you can't tell me nothing, right?