Rich Homie Quan - To Be Worried (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Rich Homie Quan - To Be Worried (en) Lyrics
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I can't sell out for no money
'cause I got ambition
Bro been ready to catch a body,
shit, his hand itchin'
I ain't dropped in a lil' minute,
shit, my fans miss me
40 thousand in both ears
you know I can't listen
And I like to stand on lil' mama
I'm 'bout to stand in it
Started from the bottom
then I transitioned
OG gave the game and walked,
lil' nigga, I ran with it
And all my stripes are original,
I might Stan Smith it
Coming back off in this bitch, walked
in like I left somethin'
I don't show that bitch attention,
treat her like a stepson
You gon' see these footprints,
get your bitch ass stepped on
Told her after she had a baby
I'm gon' get her pressed on
Having meetings, eating five-star dinners,
buying out the restaurants
Don't compare me to none of them goofies,
I'm one of the best ones
Fuck that nigga, let his ass bleed
out 'till the flesh run
Paper cuts on my big thumb
Boy I'm getting too much money to
be worried 'bout a nigga (Ayy)
I swear I'm getting too much money to
be worried 'bout a nigga (Ooooh)
I swear I'm getting too much money
to be worried 'bout a nigga
Swear I'm getting too much money
to be worried 'bout a nigga
One thing is for certain I know
my opps gon' get rolled on
Paperwork don't lie go find the
nigga that done told on
Snitching will get you killed,
will get you flipped
just like a old phone
Hold on, wait a minute, y'all done got
me started in this bitch (Yeah)
Special ed, shopper go retarded
in this bitch (Brrrah)
Shoot at all your dawgs, no
disregarding in this bitch
Say somethin' wrong, nigga I beg
your pardon in this bitch
Balling in the field, they think
I'm cheating like Sammy Sosa
Seeing Nipsey dying in front
of his store some shit I
can't get over (On God)
So don't ask me why I keep that
fire on my hip (Don't ask)
Tatem rolling sixties,
pocket full of Crips
Twelve hit that house they looking
for me, left it ransacked
Pull up on a bro, then shoot dice
and I'm Dapper Dan fresh
Fuck I look like thinking 'bout
niggas, why you in that man head?
I'm the rubber band man
Boy I'm getting too much money to be
worried 'bout a nigga (Niggas know
I'm getting too much money, man)
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