Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Don't Tell Me It Can't Be Done , by - Dizzy Wright. Release date: 31.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Don't Tell Me It Can't Be Done |
| Money ain’t get to ya head, money ain’t get to ya head |
| Don’t like nobody, try tell me it can’t be done |
| I’mma get it in gold, don’t tell me it can’t be done |
| Might just pick up the bad, don’t tell me it can’t be done |
| Money ain’t get to ya head, money ain’t get to ya head |
| I’mma get it in gold, don’t tell me it can’t be done |
| I don’t like nobody, try tell me it can’t be done |
| Might just pick up the bad, don’t tell me it can’t be done |
| Wilding out I’m going crazy |
| Buckle up, we going out of space |
| I’m on a mission to get it |
| Tell them sucker niggas like me don’t know how to wait |
| I’m getting play |
| They follow me so I gotta give 'em something |
| I ain’t making no assumptions |
| Balling out, I feel like UNLV’s Larry Johnson |
| I should hit 'em with the windmill |
| Big deal, don’t switch for a kid’s meal |
| Story teller but without the lies |
| The the new Slick Rick feel |
| Sick in the head |
| If you ain’t fucking with the boy then jump off the ledge |
| I told 'em once back then |
| Asking what I been on |
| But I can tell that you ain’t locked in |
| I don’t fuck with fake friends |
| Everything I believe in I defend |
| My bitch told me «I just wanna see you fucking win» |
| Do what I want, do what I want |
| Don’t try to tell me it can’t be done |
| If you gone pick up the bad then get it in gold |
| And get up then get off your ass, ayy |
| Got it, it’s just me and my godest |
| First the talent, all my styles and ain’t no way that you can stop it |
| But they tryna say that… |
| Money ain’t get to ya head, money ain’t get to ya head |
| Don’t like nobody, try tell me it can’t be done |
| I’mma get it in gold, don’t tell me it can’t be done |
| Might just pick up the bad, don’t tell me it can’t be done |
| Money ain’t get to ya head, money ain’t get to ya head |
| I’mma get it in gold, don’t tell me it can’t be done |
| I don’t like nobody, try tell me it can’t be done |
| Might just pick up the bad, don’t tell me it can’t be done |
| Still can’t trust them |
| Hat to the back, Gucci backpack |
| Top notch |
| Damn momma had way back |
| Slashing days, rest in peace to Young Vegas |
| My nigga passed away |
| Thought of the homie when I started writing this |
| Now I gotta |
| My energy can’t be matched |
| Check my overall stats |
| I’m the GOAT, I’m the GOAT |
| I feel like LeBron with the Cavs |
| I ain’t missing no playoffs, I ain’t taking no days off |
| Still movin', say less |
| Let’s get it in, get it in |
| for the respect |
| Move to the West, family finesse |
| I ain’t choose this fucking life |
| They want me to slow down for the shit they seem to like |
| I want them to shut the fuck up and just let me write |
| Do what I want, don’t tell me man, don’t tell me it can’t be done |
| Known as a worldwide legend man don’t tell me I can’t be one |
| Talking shit, smoking weed, have your fun |
| When you got good energy they want some |
| But they tryna say that… |
| Money ain’t get to ya head, money ain’t get to ya head |
| Don’t like nobody, try tell me it can’t be done |
| I’mma get it in gold, don’t tell me it can’t be done |
| Might just pick up the bad, don’t tell me it can’t be done |
| Money ain’t get to ya head, money ain’t get to ya head |
| I’mma get it in gold, don’t tell me it can’t be done |
| I don’t like nobody, try tell me it can’t be done |
| Might just pick up the bad, don’t tell me it can’t be done |
| Part 2 |
| I say vibrate low, vibrate low |
| Vibrate low (oh no), vibrate high (too high) |
| We know the same frequencys |
| Cause you don’t use your third eye |
| We know the same frequencys |
| Cause you don’t use your third eye |
| You vibrate low and I vibrate high |
| Vibrate low (oh no), vibrate high (too high) |
| We know the same frequencys |
| Cause you don’t use your third eye |
| We know the same frequencys |
| Cause you don’tuse your third eye |
| You vibrate low and I vibrate high |
| Pay the funds |
| I knew one day that the day would come |
| They close out their apps cause their data run |
| But forget you a god, man you made of one |
| Don’t forget you a king when the haters come |
| Gained knowledge now we locked and loaded |
| Went from shop lifting to shopping for it |
| Popovich coaching man they love the vision |
| Man you gotta focus but you never listen |
| Second guessing all your next decisions |
| Slow you down |
| You vibrating low, I’m vibrating high |
| Life’s an expedition |
| Element, element, element |
| If you got a problem then settle it |
| Make money, save money |
| Don’t tell me it cannot be done |
| Gotta use your intelligence |
| God damn brothers out here been. |
| Vibrate low (oh no), vibrate high (too high) |
| We know the same frequencys |
| Cause you don’t use your third eye |
| We know the same frequencys |
| Cause you don’t use your third eye |
| You vibrate low and I vibrate high |