Ain't Worried

(2Step)

Young nigga on the road to get rich

I'm chasin' money, I ain't worried 'bout a bitch

You call her beautiful, I call her ass a trick

You be giving bitches flowers, only give these bitches dick

Young nigga on the road to get rich

I'm chasin' money, I ain't worried 'bout a bitch

You call her beautiful, I call her ass a trick

You be giving bitches flowers, only give these bitches dick

We be really in the fields, straight ling, ling boppin'

If you have it, I'ma take it, I ain't got no option

'Cause we grew up in the struggle, had to stay up robbing

Really got it from the dirt, late nights door knocking

Everybody 'round me eating, whole time I was starving

I ain't never had a hand out, got my money out flockin'

Started rapping, now they wanna come around 'cause I'm poppin'

But it's too late, where was you when I was out gate hopping?

You said you running up on who? Lil' boy, better stop it

Shooting guard on my team like my name Klay Thompson

All these bitches I'm addicted other way that I pop it

Used to curve me, now she telling me her pussy be throbbing

Like, ooh

Peysoh, you're the man

I'm that nigga in my city, name a bitch I ain't have

Used to laugh at nigga, now this bitch a fan

I'm going up, but they rather see me up in the can

Young-, young nigga on the road to get rich

I'm chasin' money, I ain't worried 'bout a bitch

You call her beautiful, I call her ass a trick

You be giving bitches flowers, only give these bitches dick

Young nigga on the road to get rich

I'm chasin' money, I ain't worried 'bout a bitch

You call her beautiful, I call her ass a trick

You be giving bitches flowers, only give these bitches dick

You be trickin' on a bitch, I get chips up outta bitch

Like why you trippin' on a bitch? I got sticks up in the whip

I got sticks under the bed

I'll let you write down, I'm talking right now

And lately, baby, I been on my own shit

Fuck the opps, nah, I'm for real, they ain't on shit

If it ain't money, why the fuck you call my phone, bitch?

Don't hit my line, huh, I'm in my zone, bitch

When I walk up in the room, you see the diamonds hittin'

Me and Peysoh the youngest with the finest bitches

Glasses cost five thousand but they not prescription (no, they're not)

Nobody hit me when I didn't have a pot to piss in

Young nigga on the road to get rich

I'm chasin' money, I ain't worried 'bout a bitch

You call her beautiful, I call her ass a trick

You be giving bitches flowers, only give these bitches dick

Young-, young nigga on the road to get rich

I'm chasin' money, I ain't worried 'bout a bitch

You call her beautiful, I call her ass a trick

You be giving bitches flowers, only give these bitches dick (2Step)