YGTUT - Can't Tell Me Shit

Been through so much shit so you can't tell me shit
All my life I hustled that's what got me here
Please keep all that gossip out my fuckin ear
Cuz n*** talk all day but that don't make you shit

I'm backin my groove on em
I'm bussin a move on em
You wildin your bag daddy
I got n** mad at me
Picture me rollin I promise to wear bank, stolen
Dripping like wet paint , homies
Smelling this good dank on me
Stackin this big bank

I'm tryin to get used to this money to tell you the truth we used to have nothing
Bought some chains like fuck it, crash a coupe that's a bucket
Momma be calling my phone so worried didn't know I was in Brooklyn
Up in Sony, sending up pictures, she like n*** I love it

Phone calls from my sister, she like n***a we made it
We gotta celebrate when you gon take be back to Vegas
Same nigga from the Nooga I aint fuckin famous
How they gon take my lane when I just keep on making changes

In the night we ride off
Your bitch tryin to slide off
In the coup we ride off
Let them panties slide off
I aint got no time off
I can't cut the shine off
I can't trim my shit down
Please respect the ground off

Bitch we outta here
Got the vision crystal clear
Livin with no fear
We make problems disappear
No I aint no killer
But my pistol in the whip
Never been a bitch can never play me like a shrimp

Been through so much shit so you can't tell me shit
All my life I hustled that's what got me here
Please keep all that gossip out my fuckin ear
Cuz n*** talk all day but that don't make you shit

I'm backin my groove on em
I'm bussin a move on em
You wildin your bag daddy
I got n***a mad at me
Picture me rollin I promise to wear bank, stolen
Dripping like wet paint , homies
Smelling this good dank, on me
Stackin this big bank

In the night we ride off
Your bitch just tryin to slide off
In the coup we ride off
Let them panties slide off
I ain't got no time off
I can't cut the shine off
I can't trim my shit down
Please respect the ground off

Let them panties slide off 8x

Bitch we outta here
Got the vision crystal clear
Livin with no fear
We make problems disappear
No I ain't no killer
But my pistol in the whip
Never been a bitch can never play me like a shrimp

Let them panties slide off 8x

Written by:
Kevin Lebron Adams

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