Lyrics Can't Tell Me Nothing - Nick Hook, Novelist

Can't Tell Me Nothing

You can’t tell me about beef on road
Cause I’ve had beef on road
And you can’t tell me black dress code
Cause I’m in a black dress code
And you can’t tell me about making dough
Cause I’m out here making dough
And you can’t tell me about friends or foes
When I don’t have friends or foes
No one can tell me nothing
Blud, I don’t wanna hear 'bout nothing
No one can tell me nothing
And I still don’t care 'bout nothing
No one can tell me nothing
Blud, I don’t wanna hear 'bout nothing
No one can tell me nothing
And I still don’t care 'bout nothing
Can’t tell me about local hoes
When I don’t do local hoes
And you can’t tell me about social, bro
I don’t wanna be social, bro
And you can’t tell me about name on road
Don’t care for your name on road
And you can’t tell me about take it slow
When I don’t wanna take it slow
No one can tell me nothing
Blud, I don’t wanna hear 'bout nothing
No one can tell me nothing
And I still don’t care 'bout nothing
No one can tell me nothing
Blud, I don’t wanna hear 'bout nothing
No one can tell me nothing
And I still don’t care 'bout nothing
Can’t tell me about keep it real
Everyday, I keep it real
And you can’t tell me about you man drill
Don’t matter if you man drill
And you can’t tell me about packing still
The whole endz are packing still
And you can’t tell me about out on the field
Lowkey, I’m out on the field
Much of the loot in London, Liverpool, Birmingham and Manchester was taken by
existing criminal gangs.
Others, though, were people from different backgrounds
who saw something they couldn’t resist.
They were right in the thick of the
trouble in Lewisham, but also went to Catford, Bromley and Clapham Junction
Right now, it looks like there ain’t a future for young people.
That’s how I
see it.
Cause the government, they’re not helping no one out except for the
rich people.
They don’t care for us, they just leave us on the block to do
whatever we do
I don’t wanna be around niggas, don’t listen
My vision’s way bigger
Than being in the hood with all my niggas
Catching niggas slipping
Trick sipping till I feel my head spinning
Got a bad attitude, it’s stinking
I don’t wanna know no one’s business
Real criminals ain’t no witness
What’d you really think this is?
Can’t tell me nothing
Cause I’m a soldier
Don’t make me and my co-Ds roll up
So hold up
Don’t be thinking you know me
Just took what they told ya
Keep it lowkey so they wanna get closer
Don’t tell me nothing, cuz
No one can tell me nothing
Blud, I don’t wanna hear 'bout nothing
No one can tell me nothing
And I still don’t care 'bout nothing
No one can tell me nothing
Blud, I don’t wanna hear 'bout nothing
No one can tell me nothing
And I still don’t care 'bout nothing