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rich homie quan - to be worried lyrics

[verse 1]
i can’t sell out for no money ’cause i got ambition
bro been ready to catch a body, sh+t, his hand itchin’
i ain’t dropped in a lil minute, sh+t, my fans miss me
40 thousand in both ears you know i can’t listen
and i like to stand on lil mama i’m ’bout to stand in it
started from the bottom then i transitioned
og gave the game and walked, lil n+gga, i ran with it
and all my stripes are original, i might stan smith it
coming back off in this b+tch, walked in like i left sumn
i don’t show that b+tch attention, treat her like a step son
you gon’ see this footprints, get your b+tch ass stepped on
told her after she had a baby i’m gon’ get her pressed on
having meetings, eating five star dinners, buying out the restaurants
don’t compare me to none of them goofies, i’m one of the best ones
f+ck that n+gga, let his ass bleed out ’till the flesh run
paper cuts on my b+tch thong

[chorus]
boy i’m getting too much money to be worried ’bout a n+gga (ayy)
i swear i’m getting too much money to be worried ’bout a n+gga (oooou)
i swear i’m getting too much money to be worried ’bout a n+gga
boy i’m getting too much money to be worried ’bout a n+gga (ayy)
swear i’m getting too much money to be worried ’bout a n+gga

[verse 2]
one thing is for certain i know my opps gon’ get rolled on
paperwork don’t lie go find a legal [?] told on
snitching will get you k!lled, will get you flipped just like a old phone
hold on, wait a minute, y’all done got me started in this b+tch (yeah)
special ed, shopper go r+t+rded in this b+tch (rrrra)
shoot at all your [?] no disregarding in this b+tch
say sumn wrong, n+gga i beg your pardon in this b+tch
balling in the field, they think i’m cheating like sammy sosa
seeing nipsey dying in front of his store some sh+t i can’t get over (on god)
so don’t ask me why i keep that fire on my hip (don’t ask)
[?] rolling sixties, pocket full of crips
twelve hit that house they looking for me left it [?]
pull up on a bro that shoot dice and i’m dapper dan fresh
f+ck i look like thinking ’bout n+ggas, why you in that man head? i’m the rubber band man
[chorus]
boy i’m getting too much money to be worried ’bout a n+gga (n+ggas know i’m getting too much money man)
i swear i’m getting too much money to be worried ’bout a n+gga
i swear i’m getting too much money to be worried ’bout a n+gga
boy i’m getting too much money to be worried ’bout a n+gga (ayy)
swear i’m getting too much money to be worried ’bout a n+gga
i swear i’m getting too much money to be worried ’bout a n+gga

- rich homie quan lyrics

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