Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Worries, artist - Rich Brian. Album song The Sailor, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.07.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 12tone, 88rising
Song language: English
No Worries |
Breakin' down, I’m barely breathin' |
You just hit me where it hurts |
Findin' ways to stop the bleedin' |
Did I get what I deserve? |
Call my friends over to kick it, we don’t need hoes |
The game is on, the beers are cold |
Still happy and content, I’m tryna cut the worryin' |
Still got 'em askin' me, «What kind of business are you in?» |
Got so many blessings but I’m still here countin' it |
If it feels like a job, then why you still doin' it? |
Loved this every second, man, that’s why I still do this shit |
I’m bad at socializin', that’s what homeschoolin' did for me |
It also got me money and a whole new identity |
So fuck a prom night, I drive a limo to a bakery |
Findin' ways to stop the bleedin' |
Did I get what I deserve? |
Call my friends over to kick it, we don’t need hoes |
The game is on, the beers are cold |
Yeah, born to do this shit, it wasn’t nothin' accidental, ayy |
This shit got so borin', had to switch it up a little |
Sick of seein' people 'round me only care about the figures |
I can’t have you talk to me about no mothafuckin' limit |
Write the best songs in my crib |
Why’d you ask me if I’m okay? |
Bitch, I feel extravagant |
Always been a different breed from day one so let’s not pretend |
Notice all your lack of effort so, lil' bitch, we can’t be friends |
Bitch, shut the fuck up, go sip your Starbucks |
Don’t play with me, 'cause you gon' fuck up your karma |
Don’t fuck with hoes, I’d rather fuck up my commas |
Your life ain’t good if it don’t come with no problems |
Oh, been on fire but my heart is cold |
I ain’t fuckin' with you anymore |
Bitch, I’m way too focused on my goals |
I can never stop it, uh |
Runnin' up the numbers, give a fuck about no budget |
Bitch, I’m up-and-coming and this shit ain’t up for no discussion |
No I never cuff a basic, only fuck 'em on occasion |
She don’t ever need persuasion |
'Cause she said that I’m her favorite, uh |