Kanye West Can`t Tell Me Nothin` Lyrics

Can`t Tell Me Nothin` Lyrics

La la la la

Wait till I get my money right



I had a dream I can buy my way to Heaven

When I awoke, I spent that on a necklace

I told God I'll be back in a second

Man, it's so hard not to act reckless



To hold much is given, much is tested

Get arrested, got some chilli, 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 talking like it's just you and me



I'm just saying how I feel, man

I ain't one of the Cosbys, I ain't go to Hill, man

I guess the money should've changed him

I guess I should've forget 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 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 decide wars



So I parrallel double parked that motherfucker sideways

Old folks talking 'bout back in my day

But homey, this is my day

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



Know 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 something when you gon' end up apologing

Let me know if it's a problem, man

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 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 pass

You don't needa stop to get gas

If he can move through the rumors

He can drive off the fumes 'cause



How you move in a room full of nose?

How you 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 your pleasure?

Life is a, huh, depending 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'

Ya homies looking 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 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 till I get my money right

La la la la

Then you can't tell me nothing right