Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Worries, artist - Wiz Khalifa. Date of issue: 14.12.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No Worries |
| This the life we chose, money, cars, and clothes |
| Takin' trips to different places, livin' like we supposed to |
| I’ve been on the road, she outta control |
| Niggas say they gettin' cake but they ain’t even close |
| I’m just focused on what I’m gettin' |
| I ain’t worried about what I don’t got |
| I’m just focused on what I’m gettin' |
| I ain’t worried about what I don’t got |
| Top spot, catch me at the top spot |
| Wouldn’t have made it where I’m at if I didn’t know a lot |
| Progress helped me grow a lot |
| Hit my money, show a lot |
| Roll my weed up, smoke a lot |
| Pulled new cars off the parkin' lot |
| And old ones too |
| Show love, that’s what real ones do |
| Get my cake long and stay strong |
| Put my niggas on too |
| My whips so foreign |
| My team ballin', my bitch bad, she keep callin' |
| Them niggas talk? |
| We got heat for 'em |
| Been in the game, don’t sleep on 'em |
| Hundred K, that’s cheap for 'em |
| What you spend that in a week for? |
| What you still tryna keep her for? |
| She was mine, you just think she yours |
| Chauffeur, I don’t open doors |
| Fly private, know the pilot |
| On my shit, nigga I’m lit |
| Got your bitch on my dick |
| That’s Taylor Gang |
| This the life we chose, money, cars, and clothes |
| Takin' trips to different places, livin' like we supposed to |
| I’ve been on the road, she outta control |
| Niggas say they gettin' cake but they ain’t even close |
| I’m just focused on what I’m gettin' |
| I ain’t worried about what I don’t got |
| I’m just focused on what I’m gettin' |
| I ain’t worried about what I don’t got |
| I seen it all before, I seen it all before |
| I gave it to her once and now she wantin' more |
| Ain’t here for all the talk cause I’m just tryna score |
| That paper pilin' up, that’s what they hate me for |
| I’m on that boss shit, that boss shit |
| Chasin' money like fuck the talkin' |
| That ain’t a topic, hit your top and |
| That’s a problem, gon' need a medic or a doctor |
| gon' call 'em, that’s just the options |
| You talkin' like you on molly, someone stop him |
| They plottin' like we should rob 'em |
| They want my riches man |
| I’m wealthy and them niggas sorry |
| Ain’t got no bitches |
| Just watch me pull up in 'Raris |
| Hittin' switches |
| This the life we chose, money, cars, and clothes |
| Takin' trips to different places, livin' like we supposed to |
| I’ve been on the road, she outta control |
| Niggas say they gettin' cake but they ain’t even close |
| I’m just focused on what I’m gettin' |
| I ain’t worried about what I don’t got |
| I’m just focused on what I’m gettin' |
| I ain’t worried about what I don’t got |