Lyrics:
Hard and grind hard
With no excuse
Worry about yo own hustle got It off the sweat and muscle
Flirted with disaster
Became a king
With the gold call me
Oh I tell ya there's no more need to worry
You don't need a ticket baby, trip's on me
Just close your eyes, going to another galaxy
Now I know, this
on that South Lee, with Big Mix and my boy Lil' Heat
Where's the drank I'm runnin' low, Cabbage Head told me it's a drought
But not to worry dough never
life so lavishly
Got a shawty by my side she a masterpiece
Got my pedal to the floor no passing me
And I'm way up no gravity
I live this life why you mad
And they by my side
Told me "might die"
But I gotta survive
I'm the new coming of the prime time
No better reason to be holding it
Because I'm locked in
I
I'm like minimum wage
Don't mean to sound ungrateful
'Cause, ahh yeah, I got stuff
The cash flow
You talking trips, I can't go
Used to ask me all
Hope you know it's all love
Everything I do and how I move is for us (I just want you to know)
Don't worry, I'm all yours
I'll never let another girl
a 5 star, don't even need a light
Just your presence will be just right
So come on let's take this trip with me
No place to be, lets travel
Take this
what a man do
Tell me how you going be mad
Girl don't be sad
And never worry bout the ho's
Tell me how you going trip
You covered in drip
Like I hit you
smoke it
Show me love when you see me, pass by don't trip
Show me love if I ask you to strip, don't trip
20 inches on my ride, my head ??? it to the side
a punt
No Bruce Lee
Took a trip out to Cali for the salad just to eat
Alley oop the pack bitch im balling like a maverick
So I said fuck the league
You
Sorry it's Zion not Zeeyon
Now we on an Island
Middle of the Sea
Smoking Avocados
Getting hella green
Worry bout no problems
Found my inner peace
Now
who lives in me
So ain't no way
Ima do this for the fame
No way I'ma do this for breesh
Servant of God, that's who I be
S.E.C.R.E.T
I'm pinned to God
minimum wage
Don't worry the best - no I can't even wait
Oh good god
Pattycake
Even though you were Skywalker in '98
Slept in the same train named Thomas
khaki jeans where they used to be Lee's/
no ties with Master Lock but now speaking of keys
Being seized overseas in big barrels and crates/
but negated
what you see, BS
Switch on the news for what is Reign & Glory?
Reign and Glory
Lord have mercy on me
Ain’t no worry
I rose from the concrete
They
No Worries ain't depending on me, I'm clutched
Toast up my most tough at thirty thousand feet
Henny in hand, land, can make it out my seat, Michelin
you can smell it in my fabric uh
Blowing up my phone heard I got another package uh
You know the language speak it I be over by the weekend
gettin' smoked, you put a hand on me
Shots run it down even if he had a broken foot
All through COVID, we still sold it by the boatload to push
Pandemic
demon time
You think I'm fazed by your clique but I'm getting mine
It's a movie, Hollywood the big screen
Booked the bnb, kickin' shit like Bruce Lee
LAX,
Like Malcolm but Trip in the middle
I get money, do whats beneficial
Emotional boy you so brittle
She hidin' your face like the man Wizard Kelly
Ain't no
want no hands outs we don’t need no favors
Business is booming you tell by the layers
Ladies galore come in all different flavors
Up for whatever don’t
worry
I've got a plan and yes I'm bound to win
Feel like Marilyn Monroe and
Darlin' I came here for you
And no, you're not allowed to go
Until I
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