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I been stacking up I'm securing the bag
I want a 150 M's to never stress bout the tag
I think the world is losing it, and I don't mean to brag
But

of the day,
Oh, father, we've ploughed the whole land.
We're tired.
The gold must have been buried low, for the plough to reach.
Don't worry sons I'll tell you

a storm
We can smoke, parlay, see a ghetto matinee
Don't worry about me, young thug, 'cause I'll stay, loving you

Dana was a girl I knew, she was true

still carving meals
Barking about their how axes steal is sharp and real
The universe is connected
Watch what you talk into it, don't ever disrespect it

ain’t worried the snakes fakes and frauds 
I know God, I pray that he lift me higher than the weed in my cigar 
I don’t worry bout the things that I can’t

drama in our lives still haven't cut our ties
When I'm with you time flies, No need to fantasize
Your touch consoles me, All my worries all get cast aside

I've been anxious, I can't sleep
Worthless worries, burden me 
I hunt the sun, chase the wind
Till my tired spirit spins into the ground

When I try

You can rearrange my words,
So I say something you hate
In this same place,
Everyone knows my name,
But they don't know me
Only the mistakes I make,

to worry about everything copacetic 
No one can kill my vibe you might as well forget it but if you down to ride i know you wont regret it
Thats right im

Go with the Flow

Roger Clyne

Unida Cantina

2011

Is to go
Go with the flow

I don't need to know what tomorrow's gonna bring
I just know today I can't worry about those things
I don't mean to be

split
How many times must we go through the blueprint
You dont need any schematics of the layout
The lights often seize to assist you on your way out
Grab

Cold World

M.O.P.

The Legends Underground, Vol. 5

2008

get your steel (Deal with the pressure)
I ain't gotta teach a fucking family to bury me
You think your bullshit worry me?
Aiyo, I move quickly, but

Best Kept Secret

Diamond D

Live at Tramps New York "In Memory of Big L.," Vol. 2

1999

chill!!)
Don't worry bout it 'cause I paid her back, (you know I)
Took her to the rest then I laid her back
I go on and on like popcorn
Wit da butter,

and the girl I left behind, yeah
I hope that girl don't mind
Thought I was happy where I was
And I still am, don't ask me why, it's just because
Going abroad,

when the tides low
Always by my side even from a different time zone
They got me when I say I got I got
Then watch me fumbled and drop it
They always

Don't you - worry about me
I'll get there from here - eventually

I'm the wandering Ghost
A loser to most
Tequila and lime
One nickel - two dimes
And no

voice by a leg 

You make me dream
Like a children 
Again…

I'm afraid of losing you every moment
even if I know we are for eternity
I don't know how

ascending 
Take my place as the unknown king and not have to worry about anything
Right now I'm an outsider, an outlier, I'm preaching to the choir 
I'm

wonder what about you
What are you doing... what are you feeling right know
If you miss me, I just want to know if life treats you well

Each time you feel

again
These streets they are filled with dead flowers and broken dreams
Sad eyed warriors that haunt these cold city streams
Don't worry about tomorrow

What you know about eggnog sipping while your grandma tripping
'Cause you haven't eaten yet, you need some meat up on them bones
Other grandma

and me girl
Sharing drinks
You’re my world
And we’re laughing and we’re Loving
Blue skies up above
No stress
No worries
We’re together
What’s the hurry

You are safe and sound
Slow that heartbeat down
You have nothing to worry about
Keep your head up now
Your beauty is too profound
For this world

You got me, it will be alright.
'cause imma stay by your side. Don't worry if we have you crazy days. 
And i be stayin mad for a couple day.
But no one