Ain’t Worried lyrics

[Intro]
Dave-O, make me a slap

[Chorus]
And I got money on my mind
n*ggas wanna see me fail, they don't wanna see me shine
But you know I ain't trippin', I'll be thuggin' 'til I drop
When we slide with hundred shots, it's like this sh*t never stop
Yeah you bad, but I don't want you, have to pass the b*tch
And I ain't shoot, just by myself and I ain't pass the sh*t
Oh, and I ain't worried 'bout nothing
I ain't worried 'bout nothing, I ain't worried 'bout nothing

[Verse]
If it swell when it go in, I'm tryna leave it in
I know they hatin' on the gang 'cause all we do is win
Don't make me have to hit y'all spot and use these tools again
I lost my brother, lost my uncle, I can't lose again
Young high n*gga, I really done shot n*ggas
You know I don't f*ck with you, hope them n*ggas tuck with you
I do what I want, n*gga, you do what you told to
Took care of my fam, n*gga, I do what you don't do
You know it's all about survival, f*ck the 5-0
I keep a nine, though, everywhere I ride, though
Don't know where my feelings went, I been tryna find those
Same sh*t you throwin' up same sh*t you die fo'
Why they talkin' like they on me when I know they not?
And it's forever f*ck the opps and I don't f*ck with cops
And if the n*ggas send some shots then we gon' send some shots
I been paranoid up in that field 'cause I think a lot
Yeah, and if you ever need somebody, you know who to call
I was still strugglin' myself, they thought I had it all
Givin' all these n*ggas money, almost went broke
I bought another Moncler, my heart been real cold
You still tellin' that little sh*t, this legit, though
And when we aim, we aimin' high, you better get low
I question time and time again like, "What I'm here for?"
But I been still thuggin', I just hope I get old
And any b*tch, some sh*t up in my life you wasn't here fo'
Paranoid at home alone with this Glock under my pillow
And I'm just gettin' started but a young n*gga been on
Went Platinum and I went Gold, cut that b*tch off like I'm Renzo
You know my n*ggas keep sticks, we be on some G sh*t
We all like a bad b*tch, I love me a freak b*tch
In the field with these cleats, yeah, thuggin' with this heat, yeah
Talkin' out that mouth, but had to shoot him in his teeth, yeah
And n*gga, it ain't hard to find me, you know where I be at
Lil' n*gga, come and try me, you know that I keep that
You know we be back to back, tryna dome a lil' n*gga
If I was gone, would you put money on yo' phone for a n*gga?
[Chorus]
And I got money on my mind
n*ggas wanna see me fail, they don't wanna see me shine
But you know I ain't trippin', I'll be thuggin' 'til I drop
When we slide with hundred shots, it's like this sh*t never stop
Yeah you bad, but I don't want you, have to pass the b*tch
And I ain't shoot, just by myself and I ain't pass the sh*t
Oh, and I ain't worried 'bout nothing
I ain't worried 'bout nothing, I ain't worried 'bout nothing