Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing To Worry About

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

Sipping wine, sipping wine, cause my finished
Hard to be friendly with who've seen too many niggas
So I keep my circle small, you need
Never too friends, what is your circumference?
I swear to God, is hard, but they're getting better
Tryna enjoy every moment, but see we so
Gubana made the level, and I missed a supper
But still my hunger's a fucking model at a buffet
I'm with broads who in love, they ain't seen any better
But dollar signs never mind, and he keep a
And if my could speak, it would talk to freaks
And the room when a nigga try to sleep with 'em
high, getting by, watching time fly
Tell my niggas, get 'em if they gon' ride
Young, nigga living the dream
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 I sing of nothing

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

I pray my girl don't turn to my mother yet
But in fact I do, I by boo to keep my shit in check
And shit get easier when dreams of respect
Get realized, and ain't no invading your set
Getting high, by as my mind fly
Just my homie a Roley simply to pass time
And on top it's lonely so keep your homies right by your
And if life is short then be the shorts of the Fab Five
Severed ties with any 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 youth momma too much to have an influence
and music, a bunch of bitches acting too foolish
You gotta be stupid, Tim Allen had him a tooly
Getting high, sitting down, thinking out
It's a shame lame, but I'mma hold it down
Let my bread roll, never let my go
That's why I let dreads grow, I'll never fit your fucking crown
Getting high, getting by, watching fly
these niggas I'mma get 'em every other time
Young, wild sit in your seat
every weekend every liquor for free
[?] believe, [?] bitch, I sow I reap
M genius, make these bitches so deep
I make these niggas' opinion on younger lyricists weak
Put my in the rdio and you missin' 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, you think of it?
on this long road accumulating luggage
As time proceeds, preoccupied everything
I it's 'bout time I sing of nothing

on this long road accumulating luggage
As time proceeds, preoccupied with
I think it's 'bout time I sing of