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  • Kanye West - Can't Tell Me Nothing

    Kanye West

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    [Intro]
    La la la la
    Wait 'til I get my money right

    [Verse One]
    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 suing me
    I'm on T.V. talking 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 Hillman
    I guess the money should've changed them
    I guess I should've forgot where I came from

    [Chorus]
    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, is 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

    [Verse Two]
    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 talking '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
    Then say something where you gon end up apolog'in
    Let me know if it's a problem then
    A'ight man, holla then.

    [Chorus]

    [Verse Three]
    Let the champagne splash
    Let that man get cash, let that man get past
    You don't need to stop to get gas,
    If he can move through the rumors, he can drive off fumes
    Cause how he move in a room full of No's?
    How he stay faithful in a room full of hoes?
    Must be the pharoahs, he in tune with his soul,
    So when he buried in a tomb full of gold.
    Treasure, what's you pleasure?
    Life is a, uh, depending how you dress her
    So if the devil wear prada, Adam, Eve wear nada,
    I'm in between, but way more fresher
    But way less effort, cause when you try hard,
    That's when you die hard
    Ya'll homies looking like "Why God?"
    When they reminisce over you, my God...

    [Chorus]

    Licensed by © EMI Music Publishing
    Written by KANYE WEST | CONNIE MITCHELL | ALDRIN DAVIS

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