Worryin' Bout Me

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Worryin' 'bout me ain't never made you no money (Money)
 Worryin' 'bout me ain't never made you no money
 Yeah, I got a bag, I know you mad though
 But, worryin' 'bout me ain't never made you no money
 Worryin' 'bout me ain't never made you no money (Money)
 Worryin' 'bout me ain't never made you no money
 Yeah, I got a bag, I know you mad though
 But, worryin' 'bout me ain't never made you no money
 Haha, I'm laughing, haha
 Every time you in the place, I see hate in your eyes
 Yeah, I know it ain't your birthday, but I got a surprise
 So, I knew I had to tell you when I saw you on sight
 Stay in your lane, stay in your lane, I'm on your brain
 It's strange, you wouldn't know my name if it weren't for the fame
 Haha, still laughing, haha
 The nerve of you niggas tryna fuck up my high
 Adios
 Worryin' 'bout me ain't never made you no money (Money)
 Worryin' 'bout me ain't never made you no money
 Yeah, I got a bag, I know you mad though
 But, worryin' 'bout me ain't never made you no money
 Worryin' 'bout me ain't never made you no money (Money)
 Worryin' 'bout me ain't never made you no money
 Yeah, I got a bag, I know you mad though
 But, worryin' 'bout me ain't never made you no money
 Hop in the coupe in my city, frustrated
 Give my grandma fifty thousand, she need it (Grandma)
 The bitch actin' crazy, the bitch get deleted (Bye)
 Find it amazing I made it, I made it (Amazing)
 Ice on my chest while I'm driving the Benz (Ice)
 In a private jet bitch, eating steak and linguini
 My luggage Gucci, I'm cheating on Fendi (Gucci)
 Her nigga like Boosie, bitch bad as Trina
 The coupe is red as ruby (Red)
 Somewhere, ducked off eating sushi (Sushi)
 Go buy lil' mama some Gucci (Lil' mama)
 My wrist is water like jacuzzi (Water)
 I get the money 'cause I choose it (Money)
 Scars on me, couple bruises (Scars)
 Don't worry 'bout me, 'cause God got me
 And I know my life is kinda ruthless
 Gotta run to the sack, nigga take you a load (Vroom vroom)
 Pull up in 'Rari, the engine is back and I take off the hat
 Got me a sack, that's a fat Maybach matte
 Stack, stack, I put that shit back (Put that shit back)
 Me and these racks go way back like Cat in the Hat (Racks, racks)
 Give me the wave back (Ho)
 Worryin' 'bout me ain't never made you no money (Money)
 Worryin' 'bout me ain't never made you no money
 Yeah, I got a bag, I know you mad though
 But, worryin' 'bout me ain't never made you no money
 Tellin' me about this and that, the only difference 'tween false and facts
 Is that you niggas never where I'm at
 And gettin' close? We ain't havin' that
 My minds on my money and my money's always on my mind
 Either love me, or
 Stay in your lane, stay in your lane, I'm on your brain
 It's strange, you wouldn't know my name if it weren't for the fame
 Haha, still laughing, haha
 The nerve of you niggas tryna fuck up my high
 Adios
 Worryin' 'bout me ain't never made you no money (Money)
 Worryin' 'bout me ain't never made you no money
 Yeah, I got a bag, I know you mad though
 But, worryin' 'bout me ain't never made you no money
 Worryin' 'bout me ain't never made you no money (Money)
 Worryin' 'bout me ain't never made you no money
 Yeah, I got a bag, I know you mad though
 But, worryin' 'bout me ain't never made you no money
 

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Duration
03:55
Tempo
127 BPM

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