Lyrics DJ Kay Slay – Can’t Tell Me Nothing
Text:
MeetSims:
Youngin on the block all day getting money always
Can’t tell me nothing
We didn’t never know no way getting through the hallway
Look what you made me
I’m just a product of my environment you see
Can’t tell me nothing
Young Buck:
I’m rolling in a stolen Rolls Royce
Fuck a rapper I been listening to my own voice
My name got respect got a chain got a check
Going in I’m selling dope like I ain’t got no choice
It’s really true I leave the trap and do a walk through
Told my bitch Imma shoot her if she talk too
Red rag blue rag what that shit do
I drop a bag just to make sure I get you
I got a mask but I made sure he seen me
Right before the flash he was saying take it easy
I know a bunch of real niggas and some hoes with it
I got some homies could get it but they nose in it
Damn
MeetSims:
Youngin on the block all day getting money always
Can’t tell me nothing
We didn’t never know no way getting through the hallway
Can’t tell me
Look what you made me
I’m just a product of my environment you see
Can’t tell me nothing
Raekwon:
Young man money with goals
Getting hoes chasing bags tho
Time reveals while hiding in the hills
This is real I advise those wake up fast
Get your bread right when terror is cracking
Now its happening
From the era of the fly shit, few of us left
Some are locked in the cages blowing trees with a stretch
It could of been the God making the wrong moves
I hung the wrong crews, Allah saw the cycle now I step
Getting back to a better space
Put your brain in a better place
Fuck those lames, stay cheddar chasing
I’m patient, the thought came from the basement
Yo clean up, the dream up, move right the cream up
MeetSims:
Youngin on the block all day getting money always
Can’t tell me nothing
We didn’t never know no way getting through the hallway
Can’t tell me
Look what you made me
I’m just a product of my environment you see
Can’t tell me nothing
Jay Rock:
These days you gotta change up yo location
Crime state be the mental talk is minimal unless its with the general
Got the heart of a seminole, identical blood
Wait for the drop, just watch me nigga, Chuck’s in the mud
My niggas answer to nobody but God himself
And the Holy Spirits you ain’t feel it nigga come pay me a visit
Just tryna find the pieces to the puzzle
We sitting in traps with Barney Rubble face covered in stubble
Was naked without it I run through this jungle of brick and struggle
In fact most of my work I’m putting in with my knuckles nigga
Got no intention of slowing up in this prohibition
You ain’t in no position to go against the coalition
Never pressured so I just take a shit on opinions
And keep it flipping critics could eat a dick I’m tryna make a living
Rock
MeetSims:
Youngin on the block all day getting money always
Can’t tell me nothing
We didn’t never know no way getting through the hallway
Can’t tell me
Look what you made me
I’m just a product of my environment you see
Can’t tell me nothing
