Can't Say Nothin' To Me

Now when I get the bag Some of yall gon' be mad From the back, back of the class Now he showin' his ass Nope Can't say nothin' to me They don't like the new me but they never really knew me Whoa Respectfully, truly Listen, you ain't got no say in how I do me First check, I'ma dress stupid Fit all mismatched, looking real clueless They gon' be like: why you so foolish? Hah, because I can afford to do it Get a lil' taste of the privilege Living large, dare somebody tell me that this isn't ours Isn't ours? You might wanna try to write some different bars I might clear the whole inventory when I dip the card I just wanna know the feeling being on and poppin' Pay my blessings forward, get a chance to take my momma shopping Tell her any building, any block, you got all the options Get us something that's gon' feed the family when we dance with Poppa But 'til then, it's business as usual Fall back, all black, swagga on funeral Moving on the hush, I just really needed you to know How it's gonna go, when the dough start to flow WHOA Now when I get the bag Some of yall gon' be mad From the back, back of the class Now he showin' his ass Nope! Can't say nothin' to me They don't like the new me but they never really knew me Whoa Respectfully, truly Listen, you ain't got no say in how I do me Listen, you ain't got no say in how I do me Whoa, Royal I might buy the Kings just to say I did it Lead us to the title that they stole, word to Webb and Bibby Really need that bag, but pray to God I never get a billi Why? 'Cause these the kinda things you do when your credit silly And get a lil' taste of the privilege Living large, dare somebody tell me that this isn't ours Isn't ours? Wait, hold up, who you think you talking to? See, now you fucked up 'cause I done bought the room GET OUT, don't let the door hit you when you're let out You'll start to see the light if you'd ever pull your head out See we breathe the same air if I could ever get a breath out But since the money talks, I guess I gotta let the bread shout But 'til then, it's business as usual Fall back, all black, swagga on funeral Moving on the hush, I just really needed you to know How it's gonna go, when the dough start to flow WHOA Now when I get the bag Some of yall gon' be mad From the back, back of the class Now he showin' his ass Nope Can't say nothin' to me They don't like the new me but they acting like they knew me Whoa Respectfully, truly Listen, you ain't got no say in how I do me