Can’t Tell Me

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Mark Battles - Rap

Can’t Tell Me

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[Chorus] I been workin' for some years and it ain't gonna stop Gonna bring my homies with me when we make it to the top Gotta keep goin' hard till my niggas off the block No more runnin' from the cops, are we doin' this or not? Man they can't tell me shit [Verse 1] Hello, we really made it from the bottom right? My niggas with me coachin' Indy like I'm Bobby Knight I can't stay up in your city, gotta catch a flight We comin' up, my money up, my niggas set the price Yeah my nuts big but my pants extra tight I spent some years in the dark, I wanna see the light OK to be the boss, you gotta pay the price No way will I fall victim to some bad advice I was lost but that's past tense My niggas fightin' in the club just like Brad Pitt Lord forgive me for the bad shit In my life 'cause I ain't have shit, we roll some ashes [Chorus] I been workin' for some years and it ain't gonna stop Gonna bring my homies with me when we make it to the top Gotta keep goin' hard till my niggas off the block No more runnin' from the cops, are we doin' this or not? Man they can't tell me shit I done gained from my pain, now they can't tell me shit These niggas talk a big game, well let's do it then [Verse 2] Forget them niggas and that fake love If you ain't ready to die for me, then it ain't love And if it ain't that Vasi shit, then I can't budge Won't ever change, I understand just what the fame does We the same us Now we ain't gotta change the party, we just change clubs And I exchange hugs With all my real niggas, that's that gang love Do the damn thing, I mean you the damn thing Put your knees to your neck, make you pull your hamstring Your mommy she be trippin' when she sippin' champagne All them dead presidents come and join the campaign [Chorus] I been workin' for some years and it ain't gonna stop Gonna bring my homies with me when we make it to the top Gotta keep goin' hard till my niggas off the block No more runnin' from the cops, are we doin' this or not? Man they can't tell me shit (man they can't tell me shit) I done gained from my pain, now they can't tell me shit (but you already knew that though) These niggas talk big game, well let's do it then It's Fly America

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  • Mark Battles