I Aint Worried

Word

That's how you feel

MAAAAN I Ain't Worried bout you niggas
UUGGHHH

UHHH
Oh you wanna test the god
Blow a cartridge
Knock out ya memory card
I am heartless
I don't even need a squad
On my doley
Knock out bout ten of yall
I'm efficient

Fuck around sleep with the fishes
Revenge is a dish best served cold
I am bold
Ol' school caddy
Tipped on four-fours
Equipped with four-fives
Let off those eagles

When bullets fly, isn't a pick six
But you'll be six feet under, get the gist
No need for algorithms, arithmetic
Just to get all you haters off my DICK

Weed smoke keep me calm, collected
And cool, sit back for a second
My tool, in case you wanna act all reckless
Kill you with minimal effort
For breakfast

HAA
Prov said he needed a DOPE verse
I told him go first
I'll be there in a lil minute
You know how I work
Niggas doing their homework
They stole my whole swerve
I guess he thought he was the ACE until I broke serve

Flow elegant
Faux furs and chauffeurs
Never sober
Two-four seven I blow herb
My old girl know combinations and codewords
I'm a-head of my time, been dope before birth

(This nigga here)

Who need the plug like a USB
A true nigga you can T-R-U-S-T
Greatness
I am on the C-U-S-P
Bumpin' me in ya S-U-V
It's best you be
CAREFUL

Watching them cops follow inside the blue impala
Was broke now the whole squad got Louie wallets
I'm way too modest
To be honest
Press play, please do rewind this
Define me as the nicest



Credits
Writer(s): Yaw Ofori-atta
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