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politics is our segregation, lacking knowledge, full of death and hatred; 
Fueled by education that teaches students only to worry 'bout the next equation

turning gangsta over night bro you know that ain't you
Tryna go get im on my grind ain't worry bout you
And I just wanna ball
Never had a thing but I want

I guess that I'm too late
I stopped to sing a song
Don't worry bout me I'll be alright
Hard to exist pressed in wax
Hard to exist behind glass
Hard

a perfect cure
That can hypnotize

No, we don't wanna choose
Gonna drink up all the booze
All the cheesy cocktails by Tom Cruise
We'll drink, fight, rock

on the ocean
I'm bouta' walk on the ocean
I'm bouta' walk on the ocean
I'm bouta' walk on the ocean

I picked up my faith
I'm not carin' bout my life or my fate

my love not last, why do i love so fast

I'mma pop a gummy make the pain go away
make the brain go yay make my life say hey
Please dont worry bout my

'bout me, it's nothing severe
Just missing you day by day, that much is clear

One more year where we're so far apart
But we will be just fine, like we

Of the other side, flexing how they hella different
But I'm me
I do it to believe
I'm baring all my soul 
Nothin coming in between

And if we don't behold

did so much
Please Don't ever worry about if you did enough

It feels it feels it feels that I won't make it
Can't take my soul and feel that I'm still

I was raised by someone who had time to spend with me 
We played laughed and talked Livin' happily
Now I'm left with these memories

I remember

Bank teller know Balhead, who you fund with 
People always talking bout all that gun shit 
Money without the respect really don't run shit
People think

You'll never make new friends, you say; but all that's gonna change

Middle school. It makes ya cringe just thinkin' 'bout that time
You did some things

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 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

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

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

you don't have to worry bout a thing
I'll be your listening ear
Your hug so near
Promise pain will you pass you by

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

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

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

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

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

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

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