Can't Tell Me Nothing - Nick Hook, Novelist

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