Ain't Worried Bout Sh*t Lyrics - Birdman

Ha, I'm, so cool, yeah *** 

Stand one, blow one ***, Birdman 

I promise you, we gon' give 'em what they want 

'Til they come get us *** 

You feel me? We gon' chase it 'til we can't chase it no more 

So y'all might as well eat this food *** 

And it got to be the best of the best 

One, come one shorty, get with me *** 

See I, ride when I gotta, grind 'cause I gotta 

Milk this game 'til it's sour 

Why I gotta do the Backstreets when it's hotter 

Even though the boy smooth sellin' like Prada, speak up 

The tool yellin' like, holla, you heard me? 

Got the fools bailin' like Jackie, Kersee 

You try join him, I can help you with that 

I'm important in rap but I'm special with gats 

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You know the young God bless you in fact 

Like you sneezed or somethin' 

Even with a stack of money in they hand 

They ain't squeezin' nothin', I'm Weezy f*** it 

Leave a motherf***** wheezin' when I asthma pump him, yeah 

And I don't ask for nothin' boy, I only ask them buggy boy 

And as for money, watch the young God turn cash to money 

'Cause that's him 

Yeah, and we ain't stressin' 'bout s*** 

We grindin' like a mo'f***** tryin' stay rich 

The cops on my trail so my track I switch 

See n***** with money shouldn't act like this 

Yeah, and we ain't stressin' 'bout s*** 

We grindin' like a mo'f***** tryin' stay rich 

The cops on my trail so my track I switch 

See n***** with money shouldn't act like this 

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Yeah, pimpin', there's some fraud 'round here 

N**** better stop hatin' before they disappear 

I see the same ol' *** 

And pop the same ol' *** 'til your neighborhood hit, bitch 

Disrespect that Nolia dogg 

Them third world Hot Boy soldiers dogg 

And make a n**** understand 

When you f***** with a soldier with the grandmaster plan *** 

I'm tryin' to make a few millions 

Buy a few buildings, one day stop dealin' 

And go and raise my children 

Got it on my mind, that's the way a n**** livin' 

I bring ya back '84 

*** game jumpin' when the water hit the flo' *** 

'Cause we was doin' it dogg 

Everybody gettin' money, we was doin' it dogg 

Yeah, and we ain't stressin' 'bout s*** 

We grindin' like a mo'f***** tryin' stay rich 

The cops on my trail so my track I switch 

See n***** with money shouldn't act like this 

Yeah, and we ain't stressin' 'bout s*** 

We grindin' like a mo'f***** tryin' stay rich 

The cops on my trail so my track I switch 

See n***** with money shouldn't act like this 

Weezy, and I ride to the end of the road 

And I'm hotter than a fire on the end of the fo' 

And plenty times I had to get it from the flo' 

But I made it to the ceilin' and every wall could hear me 

And if these walls could talk, they probably cry 

Like the strings on the guitar 

And see you, you with that bull*** that's leave way to the door 

Only to cut off the lights, goodnight 

Look, it's Sunday, we in the hood gettin' our groove on 

Every n**** uptown gotta have they tool on 

Yeah, and they Birdman'd down 

N**** represent the bling 'cause I hold my own crown n**** 

***, a hood rich high clique 

That come from the slums where they pack extra clips, I love 'em *** 

The only way that we know is how to flip and rescore 'em 

And go and get some more dough, *** 

Yeah, and we ain't stressin' 'bout s*** 

We grindin' like a mo'f***** tryin' stay rich 

The cops on my trail so my track I switch 

See n***** with money shouldn't act like this 

Yeah, and we ain't stressin' 'bout s*** 

We grindin' like a mo'f***** tryin' stay rich 

The cops on my trail so my track I switch 

See n***** with money shouldn't act like this 

Birdman, made man *** 

Yeah, that's how it's goin' diggity *** 

Give anything in between 

If you in the line of duty n**** you got your issue, n****, feel me? One