Ain't Worried

Ain't worried bout niggaz
Ain't worried bout bitches
I'm worried bout digits

Got to get me a ticket
Ain't have me no daddy
But I got my children

Got my bitch in her feelings
She know that I love her
But I'm tryna get it

No game but I stay on a mission
It's hard
You gotta survive in the trenches

You gotta survive in the trenches
NIGGA you know I'm gone get it
NIGGA I stay on a mission
Shyd My bitch in her feelings
But I am not tripping
I suck on her titties
Shit and I'm gripping that's ass
You know I just rip from the back
You know I be smacking that ass
And grip on her waist
I pull on her hair
I know that she love it
I do like a strap
Pull it out
Cock back and bust it
She get a bag too
She say she want birkin
I done put my all to this shit
I'm trappin hard I am not workin
Punching the clock
I stay on the block
For my fam ima get it
I stay on a mission
One thing about me
If I get it then ima go flip it
She know that I'm with it
Uh she love me
Uh she say that she down
She miss me she kiss me she hug me

Ain't worried bout niggaz
Ain't worried bout bitches
I'm worried bout digits

Got to get me a ticket
Ain't have me no daddy
But I got my children

Got my bitch in her feelings
She know that I love her
But I'm tryna get it

No game but I stay on a mission
It's hard
You gotta survive in the trenches

Survive on the block
I gotta go get it one way or another
Gotta watch for the cops
Some niggas be snitchin
They so undercover
But nigga you know how I rock
Like flocka trent
I got the dope in my sock
Beat up the block
Fuck on ya bitch
And i Beat up her top
No dreadhead but her mouth is on lock

Ain't worried bout niggaz
Ain't worried bout bitches
I'm worried bout digits

Got to get me a ticket
Ain't have me no daddy
But I got my children

Got my bitch in her feelings
She know that I love her
But I'm tryna get it

No game but I stay on a mission
It's hard
You gotta survive in the trenches



Credits
Writer(s): Rod Angus
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