Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing To Worry About

Lord, my all, you think of it?
Been on long road accumulating luggage
As time proceeds, preoccupied everything
I think it's time I sing of nothing

Sipping wine, wine, cause my Henny finished
Hard to be friendly with women who've too many niggas
So I keep my circle small, you need
Never too much friends, what is your
I to God, times is hard, but they're getting better
enjoy every moment, but see we so competitive
Gubana made the level, and I never a supper
But still my hunger's like a model at a buffet
I'm with these broads who in love, ain't seen any better
But dollar signs mind, and he keep a zero
And if my could speak, it would talk to freaks
And leave the room when a nigga try to sleep 'em
high, getting by, watching time fly
Tell my niggas, I'ma get 'em if they ride
Young, wild nigga living the
I'm not who I'm destined to be
They saying, "Grow up"

Lord, my all, what you of it?
Been on this long road luggage
As time proceeds, preoccupied everything
I think it's 'bout time I sing of

Been on this long accumulating luggage
As time proceeds, with everything
I think it's 'bout time I of nothing

I pray my girl don't to my baby mother yet
But in fact I do, I need by boo to my shit in check
And shit get easier when of chasing respect
Get realized, and ain't no team your set
Getting high, by as my mind fly
Just bought my a Roley simply to pass time
And on top it's lonely so keep your homies right by your
And if life is short we'll be the shorts of the Fab Five
Severed ties any nigga who covet mine
And all the stunting got me ugly in momma's eyes
But I gotta do it, niggas need provocative music
And as a momma worked too much to have an influence
and music, a bunch of bitches acting too foolish
You be stupid, even Tim Allen had him a tooly
Getting high, down, thinking out loud
It's a shame niggas lame, but hold it down
Let my bread roll, let my friends go
That's why I let dreads grow, I'll never fit your fucking crown
Getting high, by, watching time fly
Tell these niggas I'mma get 'em every time
Young, wild niggas sit in seat
Know every weekend every liquor for
[?] believe, [?] bitch, I sow I reap
Double M genius, make these bitches so
I make these opinion on younger lyricists consistently weak
Put my cardio in the rdio and you the beat
I'm out, in every avenue, I'm good in the streets
Outstanding, shitting on niggas, but you sit you pee
up

Lord, my all, what you of it?
Been on this long accumulating luggage
As proceeds, preoccupied with everything
I think it's 'bout time I of nothing

Been on this long road accumulating
As time proceeds, preoccupied everything
I think it's time I sing of nothing