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Truth is I love them both but that don't mean a thing
Cos I'm stripped of all benefits
'cept the house on the quicksand by the anthill
While I worry bout

take a coffee in the morning
Glass of wine at dinner time
Never been the type to worry bout what isn't mine
Seem like impersonations an all time high
Yea

always say what's going on in my mind
Ain't gonna say it'll be different this time
Can't always say exactly what's on my mind
Don't worry 'bout me 'cause

Imma need all my 
Bad bad bitches 
Stop what you doing!
SHcKE THcT cSS! 
Disappointed by the
World? I don't care
Just shake that ass

Start moving

of sight, out of mind
No need to stand out
Don't raise your dumb hand
Barely do the work
Slide right on by
Life will be fine
Stay out of line
Sit back relax

I planned to clap dead 
One or two of em was friends with a famous rapper 
Facts sir I ain't gotta worry bout no statute 
Who blasted em up? 
Not me

in the back of a Bentley, black
Yeah I get the bag, you should worry bout the Mac 10
Used to wear a rag, now my turbo never lag
Now my baby mama never

niggas try to get us out the mix, It's crazy

How the fuck these niggas bein' lazy?

You can't worry bout no paper till you gettin' paid

Do this shit

So don't hurt my heart
Regardless
Cause I ain't fucking with no hoe
Not even with a bitch
I just want a real women
Who doesn't play no games
Keep it

pass girl
Acting like you really don't know me
But I know you feel the way I feel
It's that emotional telepathy
At a glance, you turn and feel my eyes

I've got sunshine in the rain
It's all I really need

[Verse]
People pass me by
All grumpy and upset
But I'm dancin' in the puddles
Gettin' soaking wet

an albatross, you a petit chickadee,
And you send men to their knees with a word, Annalise

(What kinda chick is that?
Don't worry bout it, boy!)

I can't pay

given all these blessings
Sometimes I don't feel his presence, but I know he around
Try not to worry bout possessions, but I love my collections
My life

customs
I ain't really gotta worry bout nothing
Take the roof off before I switch to drive
I grip the wheel, look at her then grab her thigh
She roll 1 up,

And I'm giving all that shit to my niggas, It's really important
But let me tell y'all niggas this shit before hand
We don't ever gotta worry bout' no

I was driving down 85
Had my bags packed by my side
I got to thinking 'bout you and I
And how I left
Left with no goodbye
My selfish love
My

on a chain did you notice
Momma said don’t worry bout the girls just stay focused
I’m dripping this water I be swimming like a lotus
I stay in the field yea I

a couple courses my seeds won't carry 'em after me
Man some people gon love you for the same reason some hate you
You can't really worry bout the colors they

to the steep
Momentarily I'm stuck in my fleets
Beyond my loftiest seek
"Yow who am I ?
Don't worry bout my slang uh
Diamonds are my friends , only fair I make

half a ticket to a mil'
Ran it up and bought my momma a new house up in the hills
She don’t, ever ever gotta worry bout no bills
My family gon' be rich

strangers 
Who'd lost their way to town 
Were looking for a shelter 
When they came upon his house 
The burner said: 'Don't worry,
My barn will suit you fine'

Better Do What You Supposed To Do
All on my heart
Nigga I'm all in the booth
Look me in the face
I dont play with these niggas
I look like six figures
How

from nobody
I loudly say to see
If anybody turns around and notices
Little poor old me

I've been hanging by a bare thread
And I cant help but give it

Ol' Jebediah, don't you let me down
You promised me a place from here much better
There's aftermath, to them ties and tracks, you're a rail dog