Trouble - Don't Worry Bout It Lyrics
Don't worry 'bout itDon't worry 'bout itDon't worry 'bout itHook:Don't worry 'bout itWith an extra full of flavourDon't worry 'bout itThat was too early, it's too late nowDon't worry 'bout itI'm going bustin 'who I trust 'emNigga if I hit your jacket, you can't hit me right backThen in and what f*ck itWhile we were stuntin' niggas nothin'Nigga on the side line just prayin' for down fallsI've prayin' to my God, ain't havin' to be your...Don't worry 'bout it, would they tell me no elseDon't worry 'bout it, but they tell me oh wellDon't worry 'bout it, I don't f*ck that I can do thatYou might tell somethin' I gotta do thatBleah, stop that who say nigga holding up the hillAll y'all just sociousGot a hand full of niggas I gotta trust youWork school as I been do to youWhat am I nigga do to you,And don't worry 'bout itNow real, don't worry bout itWith an extra for the favouriteThat was two weeks early, it's too late now.Don't worry bout it, you were bustin' who I trustYeah.F*ck being broke, man I'm hustling with no days off,Don't need a nigga for shit getting money is to payI'm getting down on your look, niggas they don't give a f*ckTo be lost on the road, give and take about the bookDance a hundred stacks, but I bounce back on my own'Cause friends ain't friends, would a nigga need aloneYour friends ain't friends, want a nigga need a favour,But friends turn the haters, want a nigga getting paperHow I do in time, nobody help me with this beingMy nigga... nobody help me with this skins,I get the old smell when I'm calling 'bout some helpBut don't worry 'bout it, f*ck nigga, I get it 'bout myself.Hook:Don't worry 'bout itWith an extra full of flavourDon't worry 'bout itThat was too early, it's too late nowDon't worry 'bout itI'm going bustin 'who I trust 'emAre you just nigga lyin' I was dead on my dickYou say I'm good, but he give the round around the shitDon'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 summerThat's on my brother school, man we pack on the old teamAin't no need today well you listen nigga donateIf you cold chain, if you cold keyJust leave you for the half nigga try to... meSo 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 itWith an extra full of flavourDon't worry 'bout itThat was too early, it's too late nowDon't worry 'bout itI'm going bustin 'who I trust 'em
