Can't Tell Me Nothing Lyrics

La la la la Wait 'til 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 I do? Act more stupidly
Bought more jewelry, more Louis V My momma couldn't get through to me The drama, people suing me I'm on TV talkin' like it's just you and me
I'm just saying how I feel, man I ain't one of the Cosby's, I ain't go to Hill, man I guess the money should have changed him I guess I should have forgot where I came from
La la la la Wait 'til I get my money right La la la la Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something? Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing You can't tell me nothing Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
Let up the suicide doors This is my life homey, you decide yours I know that Jesus died for us But I couldn't tell you who the side was
So I parallel double park that mother*** sideways Old folks talking 'bout back in my day But homey 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 then say something where you gonna end up apologin' Let me know if it's a problem man Aight man, holla then
La la la la Wait 'til I get my money right La la la la Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something? Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing You can't tell me nothing Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
Let the champagne splash Let that man get cash Let that man get passed He don't even stop to get gas
If he can move through the rumors He can drive off of fumes 'cause How he move in a room full of no's? How he stay faithful in a room full of ***?
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 is when you die hard Y'all homies lookin' like, why God? When they reminisce over you, my God
La la la la Wait 'til I get my money right La la la la Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something? Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing You can't tell me nothing Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
La la la la Wait 'til I get my money right La la la la Then you can't tell me nothing, right?