Lyrics
La, la, la la (yeah)
Wait 'til I get my money right (oh-ooh)
I had a dream I could buy my way to heaven
When I awoke, I spent that on a necklace (oh-ooh)
I told God I'd be back in a second
Man, it's so hard not to act reckless
(I don't really really lay)
To whom much is given, much is tested
Get arrested, guess until he get the message
(Oh-ooh)
I feel the pressure, under more scrutiny
And what I do? Act more stupidly (oh-ooh)
Bought more jewelry, more Louis V
My mama couldn't get through to me (oh-ooh)
The drama, people suing me
I'm on TV talking like it's just you and me
(What do you really really lay)
I'm just saying how I feel man
I ain't one of the Cosby's, I ain't go to Hillman
(Oh-ooh)
I guess the money should've changed him
I guess I should've forgot where I came from
La, la, la, la (ay)
Wait 'til I get my money right
La, la, la la (yeah)
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
(What are we really really lay)
Excuse me, was you saying something?
Uh-uh, you can't tell me nothing (yeah)
(Haha) you can't tell me nothing (yeah)
Uh-uh, you can't tell me nothing (yeah)
(Oh-ooh)
Let up the suicide doors
This is my life, homie, you decide yours
(Oh-ooh)
I know that Jesus died for us
But I couldn't tell ya who decide wars
(What are we really really lay)
So I parallel double parked that motherf- sideways
Old folks talking bout back in my day (oh-ooh)
But homie this is my day
Class started two hours ago, oh, am I late
(Oh-ooh)
No, I already graduated
And you can live through anything if magic made it
(Oh-ooh)
They say I talk with so much emphasis
Ooh, they so sensitive
Don't ever fix your lips like collagen
And say something when you gon' end up apologizing