Young Scholars - Can't Tell Us Nothing lyrics

[Verse 1] [Handsome Fabio] This rap scheme is so tight I gave this beat a new hymen Your raps just don't ignite I see no sparks or firemen At the end of the night She'll do what I say like Simon Nobody wants to fight Cause they get taken out like Bison Okay, it's time to stop playing round now You know that I'm the greatest don't disavow thou Self Just admit that you're average I'm Tony tiger raw, you're just a savage Couldn't handle me with 3 guys in a carriage All with loaded guns and 6 gats to manage You're nothing but average your team is garbage [HOOK] Young Scholars are Just tryna get our money right Young Scholars are Just tryna do this rap sh** right Excuse me, was you saying something? Nah ah, you can't tell us nothing Uh uh, you can't tell us nothing Nah, you can't tell us nothing [Verse 2] [Rakey] The sh** I been through you can't tell me nothing I buy my own stuff you can't sell me nothing I had a date with destiny but then it turned to f**ing You should of seen her though, my destiny was stunning One day I'll make a k**ing just speaking my opinion Make a million, plus inflation, a trillion I've evolved, charmeleon to charizard Can you name a rapper that you know, with bars this hard See me and Fabio, we're just teens with a dream We agree the scheme is to make you beleive I'm one of the best and I'm still eighteen Do you know another my age, who got sk** this mean What does this mean, look it up on rap genius I collect the pens of my k**s, like grievous I've learned that spitting with sweetness is needless And the end of the day i'm tryna leave rappers sleepless [HOOK] [Verse 3] [Handsome Fabio] (Rakey) Leave 'em sleep deprived like imsonia Taking all rappers air, hypoxia Slept on me so much, thought I was a bed bug Then I sent 'em lead hugs, left 'em dead thugs I gotta shed full of dead beats Timeline full of dead tweets from deadbeats Deadbeats tryna hit me up for a dead feat But they know I always cost an arm and a leg fee (Arm and a leg fee? Rakey cost a arm and a head fee) (You drown in my flows, i'm floating, dead sea) (I'm rhyming intelligent because I write this densely) (You can't fathom this anthem less you listen intensely) (Me and fabio, handsome, holding beats for ransom) (Always spitting with pa**ion, 'til this track goes platinum) (f** that I won't stop 'til this the national anthem) (So you should give up rapping that's the rational plan son) [HOOK] x2