a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

coudda b - too much lyrics

i ain’t got no time to be worried bout a hater
i’m too busy out here stackin dis paper
i’m too busy out here reaching different levels
i’m too busy out here tryna make it better
born and raised in da trenches eastside made hustle
got a few different hustles known to get it from the muscle
no time fa da boxin cause ion like to touch em
but if you run up on me den i guess i have to bust ya

it’s too much money out here to be worried bout a hater
worried bout a hater
worried bout a hater
it’s too much money out here to be worried bout a hater
i ain’t worried bout a hater
i’m jus tryna stack dis paper
it’s too much money out here to be worried bout a hater
worried bout a hater
worried bout a hater
it’s too much money out here to be worried bout a hater
i ain’t worried bout a hater
i’m jus tryna stack dis paper

it’s too much money out here to be worried bout a hater
i ain’t worried bout a hater
i’m jus tryna stack dis paper
in real life its official common sense
why ride yo wave when you sittin’ on a bench
outside all day you ain’t make one cent
so stop hating baby gone and get ya mind right
boss up love
enough room in da limelight
and since i shine bright
i ain’t sittin wit no bougie b-tches
social media gangstas i ain’t with the foolishness
on the move all day baby play after play baby
what you know about that
do anything fa clout face -ss while you sitting on da couch think fast
if you worried about a bag den why you tryna push an issue
claimin’ a boss b-tch bad baby
and ya home girl couch sunk in cause that boss b-tch lazy
while you waiting on dem 40 and a mule better wake yo -ss up and go to school learn to use a tool
look you better get a job and stop waitin on ya income tax tryna blame ya daddy when ya mama taught you better than that
tryna blame ya daddy when ya mama taught you better than that

i ain’t worried i ain’t pressed i am so unbothered sittin pretty on my throne i’m a workaholic
ole internet gangstas tryna block my shine i wanna eat build a feast and show my jitts da grind
look ion throw shade i’m too busy spitting cocaine you so lame a city girl with da hoe fame
you ain’t comin how im comin baby pipe down a wave comin’ to ya new lifestyle
i put ya gang on some new sh-t
and now you runnin by ya lonely and you wonder where ya crew went
dey gettin money its enough fa everybody
i’m focused and im tryna figure out what’s going on in a world full of pain its money to be made instead they wanna hate i got my own problems from da lights to the kid’s shoes a lot in between got me grinding like da rent due my definition of success is way different listen
don’t ask me fa nothin i can’t ask you fa
exclamation point if them my words den ima back it up
exclamation point if them my words den ima back it up

look ima do me i ain’t worried no haters ima ima do me i ain’t worried bout you haters
no ima do me i ain’t worried bout no haters
i ain’t worried bout a hater
i’m jus tryna stack dis paper cuz
ima do me i ain’t worried bout no haters
look ima do me i ain’t worried bout chu haters
ima ima do me i ain’t worried bout no haters
i ain’t worried bout a hater
i’m jus tryna stack dis paper

worried bout a hater
no see i ain’t worried bout a hater
ugh i ain’t worried bout a hater
cuz its too much money to be worried bout a hater huh

- coudda b lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS