Don't Worry

Fourth quarter type shit You know? Fourth quarter... I tried to search for it, but I already had it Shit getting catastrophic They was thinking I'm average I put some distance between myself and my family I was just feeling alone Felt like nobody had me You know that God got me on a stopwatch The opps wanna see me laying in a pine box The OGs salute me I'm getting my block hot They throw a parade in the hood when my shit drop I gotta go harder Ain't taking no pit stops Check the wrist watch I'm going up now These bitches be dancing to me on they TikTok My youngin/ be wildin' man He might just catch a body in his flip flops Smokin this zaza I got bitches with me and they lip locked I'm on a whole other wave I told you I ain't playing witcha And if my brother don't get you I probably got another shooter to get ya I don't be feeling niggas So it's f*ck him and f*ck everybody that's with him She better not get no makeup on my clothes when we f*ck 'Cause I'm rocking a denim This shit expensive baby I got the no no going crazy I got too too crazy I got true man on a payroll But he'll shoot for no payment I got lil mama wanna f*ck in the club Like she wanna have my baby... Yeah, this shit too real No more X, she poppin' the blue pill Don't mean to boast I ball like Mahomes I got the new deal If you ain't one of my brothers I really don't care 'bout how you feel I know that you can't tell my bitch rocking Chanel-nel I just took off I ain't give 'em a farewell My brother got locked up and he ain't got no bail That's why I keep speaking I'm giving em hope still I got the labels hanging by my coat tail You blow off a single, your album ain't do sales Oh well... I just fucked a Lil baddie I met at the hotel I'm spinnin' they block and I'm giving 'em hell You ain't show love Why you calling my cell Choppa gone sing like Adele Still tryna talk to the youth Wanna see em prevail You ain't from here, I can tell Most of my dawgs in the trenches or locked in a cell I was still broke but I sent you that commissary 'Cause I know them niggas ain't real Know they some bitches They dressed up like Tyler Perry, we gone put em all on the shelf You don't wanna see yo nigga make it How come you fix your face to tell me it's all love, but you really hatin? How come when I turn my back you always snaking? How come you never bump me on the low? How come you ain't never tell me that I would make it? That's how I know you was fakin' That's how I know you was hatin' Turnt up bitch, I made it I tried to search for it, but I already had it Shit getting catastrophic They was thinking I'm average I put some distance between myself and my family I was just feeling alone Felt like nobody had me