Can't Tell Me Nothing

December 4th I messed up, and uhhh December 5th I lucked up They put me in a cell Once your boy got touched down out the jail, my people raised hell Friends, parents, teachers, coaches They know I'm too good to be hanging with the roaches Ain't talking down on nobody that's locked up Some of them niggas in there just got caught up Tryna defy the system, while beating and making rhythms Officer say be quiet, these young people don't listen Letters written to judges, cellmates keeping grudges Don't push me cuz I'm close to the edge, and your... Nudges, are making me closer, to wishing it's over Singing like Cassanova, this mixtape supernova I call on my red rover to bend over (Naaaa naa) Hold up These niggas get some pressure, and start to fold up (Naaaa naa) Fuck it I gotta problem nigga, and I ain't running Excuse me, was you saying something?? Tell your boyfriend he to stop stunting He think he thugging cause he got a polo on But nigga when your gone, the show still goes on