Luxury - Cant Tell Me sh** (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: SDotBraddy] You can't tell me sh**; Hold up I dont really think they got it at first Let me talk my sh** spit truth on a verse Let me talk to them n***as even though its gone hurt Just watch as I bet, them n***as gone fall off over time like Ace bezel on T.V So ya life a movie ? Come on f** n***a boy you not a emcee, and you never keep it g And ya girl say she want me to stick So I left her a** barely walking like Flynn While you in the crib waiting on her a** go figure She ain't never coming back Ol Huell Ass n***a I'm typically physically scaring you mentally Pull out the stick and put you out your misery Wrote this in braille so I know that you feeling me n***as are hoes and don't know they identity In 6 months got on MTV Now she blow a n***a up like TNT No pie n***as in my circumference, so you can march boy cause you too weak Cause I did this sh** with no co-sign Me and Marc met back in 09 Ganged up around last year Did it independent, yea the whole time So ya'll can't tell me sh** Nah n***a f** that ya'll s** my dick Middle finger to the Radio, Labels, and Media blogs who dont even want to post a n***a sh** Boy I'm a young n***a getting it No fake or gimmick sh** We are not one in the same or equivalent n***as are mad that a young n***a k**ing sh** Boy they gone hate just as long as they hearing it [Verse 2: Curtis Williams] n***as talking sh**, who the f** is you? Couple shots, kush blunts that's what I've been through I got a plan to be the man and b**h I'm on my way 85 blowing smoke out on the highway Heading to M.I.A Shoutout my n***a Bank$ Watch your mouth around the gang cause they don't f**ing play Making sure I get some money each and everyday Anti violent but if you want it we gone let them spray [Hook: SDotBraddy] You can't tell me sh**, who the f** is you? I put in overtime, look what I've been through You can't tell me sh**, who the f** is you? I put in overtime, look what I've been through Look what I've been through Look what I've been through You can't tell me sh**, who the f** is you? I put in overtime, look what I've been through Look what I've been through Look what I've been through [Verse 3: Denzel Curry] R-runnin' through hell with gasoline drawers on Blowtorch when i'm scorchin' the dragon's back But that's the female that's f**in' with donkey She yellin' get on me but she got “the clap” Burn! Lemme put my kids in her perm, (?) Said how you doin, (?), waka-waka-waka, Pac-Man germs, erm. Naw, no games, no first names, likes to f** And bumps 2 Chainz. Go (?), i'm like b**h paid in full She enter my course, she said lay by the pool I'm Curry the k**er my n***a she lovin' (?) diamonds and j**els. Get it? Maybe not. Just know that I hit that twat Lot of you n***as can't tell me sh** I'm hard as a rock, cook Dwayne in a pot Like “pow” that crack, n***a that crack You can't tell me sh** so mothaf**in' bring that chorus back like… [Hook] [Verse 4: Robb Bank$] They say 2 phone you wildin', textin' and drivin' Sextin' and talking to Siri like she yo bestfriend Who da f** is you? Got a b**h fly me out on Jetblue You save hoes, rescue, rescue (blip blip) Got a whole lot of cash boy, I'm only bout the racks (Racks) Aye, Police don't scare me, I know that they listening While I'm talking business, make sure that the lingo PG While I'm on the 3G, keep tapping my phone That doesn't mean they like what they see [Verse 5: Sir Michael Rocks]