Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song To Be Worried , by - Rich Homie Quan. Release date: 16.05.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
To Be Worried |
| 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 |
| Boy I’m getting too much money to be worried 'bout a nigga (Ayy) |
| 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) |
| I swear I’m getting too much money to be worried 'bout a nigga |
| I swear I’m getting too much money to be worried 'bout a nigga |
| Boy I’m getting too much money to be worried 'bout a nigga (Ayy) |
| Swear I’m getting too much money to be worried 'bout a nigga |
| I swear I’m getting too much money to be worried 'bout a nigga |