Trouble

Trouble - Don't Worry Bout It

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Don’t worry ‘bout it

Don’t worry ‘bout it

Don’t worry ‘bout it

Hook:

Don’t worry ‘bout it

With an extra full of flavour

Don’t worry ‘bout it

That was too early, it’s too late now

Don’t worry ‘bout it

I’m going bustin ’who I trust ‘em

Nigga if I hit your jacket, you can’t hit me right back

Then in and what f*ck it

While we were stuntin’ niggas nothin’

Nigga on the side line just prayin’ for down falls

I’ve prayin’ to my God, ain’t havin’ to be your ..

Don’t worry ‘bout it, would they tell me no else

Don’t worry ‘bout it, but they tell me oh well

Don’t worry ‘bout it, I don’t f*ck that I can do that

You might tell somethin’ I gotta do that

Bleah, stop that who say nigga holding up the hill

All y’all just socious

Got a hand full of niggas I gotta trust you

work school as I been do to you

what am I nigga do to you,

and don’t worry ‘bout it

now real, don’t worry bout it

with an extra for the favourite

that was two weeks early, it’s too late now.

Don’t worry bout it, you were bustin’ who I trust

Yeah.

F*ck being broke, man I’m hustling with no days off,

Don’t need a nigga for shit getting money is to pay

I’m getting down on your look, niggas they don’t give a f*ck

To be lost on the road, give and take about the book

Dance a hundred stacks, but I bounce back on my own

‘cause friends ain’t friends, would a nigga need alone

Your friends ain’t friends, want a nigga need a favour,

But friends turn the haters, want a nigga getting paper

How I do in time, nobody help me with this being

My nigga .. nobody help me with this skins,

I get the old smell when I’m calling ‘bout some help

But don’t worry ‘bout it, f*ck nigga, I get it ‘bout myself.

Hook:

Don’t worry ‘bout it

With an extra full of flavour

Don’t worry ‘bout it

That was too early, it’s too late now

Don’t worry ‘bout it

I’m going bustin ’who I trust ‘em

Are you just nigga lyin’ I was dead on my dick

You say I’m good, but he give the round around the shit

Don’t worry ‘bout it ‘cause I’ma make some shades,

Don’t squade back but you got the shit face it,

She get try to hit the phone he was got the wrong number,

Baby chop the little witness, nigga since last summer

That’s on my brother school, man we pack on the old team

Ain’t no need today well you listen nigga donate

If you cold chain, if you cold key

Just leave you for the half nigga try to ..me

So when you see me out, out of ..

If you don’t push me, low I’ll shoot you know I’m ..

Hook:

Don’t worry ‘bout it

With an extra full of flavour

Don’t worry ‘bout it

That was too early, it’s too late now

Don’t worry ‘bout it

I’m going bustin ’who I trust ‘em

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