Lyrics Ain't Worried - Yhung T.O.
Dave-O,
make
me
a
slap
And
I
got
money
on
my
mind
Niggas
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
shit
never
stop
Yeah
you
bad,
but
I
don't
want
you,
have
to
pass
the
bitch
And
I
ain't
shoot,
just
by
myself
and
I
ain't
pass
the
shit
Oh,
and
I
ain't
worried
'bout
nothing
I
ain't
worried
'bout
nothing,
I
ain't
worried
'bout
nothing
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
nigga,
I
really
done
shot
niggas
You
know
I
don't
fuck
with
you,
hope
them
niggas
tuck
with
you
I
do
what
I
want,
nigga,
you
do
what
you
told
to
Took
care
of
my
fam,
nigga,
I
do
what
you
don't
do
You
know
it's
all
about
survival,
fuck
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
shit
you
throwin'
up
same
shit
you
die
fo'
Why
they
talkin'
like
they
on
me
when
I
know
they
not?
And
it's
forever
fuck
the
opps
and
I
don't
fuck
with
cops
And
if
the
niggas
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
niggas
money,
almost
went
broke
I
bought
another
Moncler,
my
heart
been
real
cold
You
still
tellin'
that
little
shit,
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
bitch,
some
shit
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
nigga
been
on
Went
Platinum
and
I
went
Gold,
cut
that
bitch
off
like
I'm
Renzo
You
know
my
niggas
keep
sticks,
we
be
on
some
G
shit
We
all
like
a
bad
bitch,
I
love
me
a
freak
bitch
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
nigga,
it
ain't
hard
to
find
me,
you
know
where
I
be
at
Lil'
nigga,
come
and
try
me,
you
know
that
I
keep
that
You
know
we
be
back
to
back,
tryna
dome
a
lil'
nigga
If
I
was
gone,
would
you
put
money
on
yo'
phone
for
a
nigga?
And
I
got
money
on
my
mind
Niggas
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
shit
never
stop
Yeah
you
bad,
but
I
don't
want
you,
have
to
pass
the
bitch
And
I
ain't
shoot,
just
by
myself
and
I
ain't
pass
the
shit
Oh,
and
I
ain't
worried
'bout
nothing
I
ain't
worried
'bout
nothing,
I
ain't
worried
'bout
nothing
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