Isaiah Rashad Lyrics "Why Worry"
Too busy livin' big
Too busy checkin' all my lists and shit I never did
Drop top on all my whips
Ain't nothin' even hold my bitch
Ain't nothin' even hold my gat'
Can't even hold my piss
Oh, that's your family
Yo, man, well how could you stand 'em?
He always try to take advantage of a nigga
Gotta make this, bills paid for the shrink, yes
Lay back and calm your thinkin'
Ink pens and block, I'm sinkin'
Sober so far as drinkin'
Smokin' out my new Lincoln
Baby
Yeah, yeah, dollar signs in the mornin'
Where the funk at, follow me
Yeah, when all that money on your head
Man it's trackers on your phone, yeah, follow me
Yeah, wait man, GPS another spot
Where the funk at, uh, follow me (Haha)
Yeah, when all that money on your head, man it's trackers on your phone
Yeah, man, follow me
What about our friendship, what about our kinship?
Put it up like uncles, chuck it out my window
Worry about my Ms and my new utensils
Ho, just be gentle when we swervin' that, this ain't a rental
I got a gun for when I'm aimin' that it with no specifics
No life for those who spite me with their false advices
Bootleggin' my CD, talkin' 'bout you bunkin'
Talkin' like you ballin', talkin' 'bout you got it
Pattin' on my pocket, bitch know I know you
From forces, air black, so operas, my mobbers still miss my goddess
You can't reach the top of everybody
I got dreams, in order, who important>
You and Uncle Bobby or my cousin Richard
Please don't lean on me, bitch, I'm vibin'
Please don't pretend, can't depend on me
But bitch I got it, I'm on fire
You throw shades on right, you switched right on right
For all that tone right, I'm goin' the wrong right
My Percs got dome right, I'm in my zone, right
Oh he good, drop-top my hood gang
Fuck I was thinkin'? (Oh, we should) Ayy, ayy
Yeah, yeah, dollar signs in the mornin'
Where the funk at, follow me
Yeah, when all that money on your head
Man it's trackers on your phone, yeah, follow me
Yeah, wait man, GPS another spot
Where the funk at, uh, follow me
Yeah, when all that money on your head, man it's trackers on your phone
Yeah, follow me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Me
Too busy livin' big
Too busy checkin' all my lists and shit I never did
Drop top on all my whips
Ain't nothin' even hold my bitch
Ain't nothin' even hold my gat'
Can't even hold my piss
Oh, that's your family
Yo, man, well how could you stand 'em?
He always try to take advantage of a nigga
Gotta make this, bills paid for the shrink, yes
Lay back and calm your thinkin'
Ink pens and block, I'm sinkin'
Sober so far as drinkin'
Smokin' out my new Lincoln
Baby
Yeah, yeah, dollar signs in the mornin'
Where the funk at, follow me
Yeah, when all that money on your head
Man it's trackers on your phone, yeah, follow me
Yeah, wait man, GPS another spot
Where the funk at, uh, follow me (Haha)
Yeah, when all that money on your head, man it's trackers on your phone
Yeah, man, follow me
What about our friendship, what about our kinship?
Put it up like uncles, chuck it out my window
Worry about my Ms and my new utensils
Ho, just be gentle when we swervin' that, this ain't a rental
I got a gun for when I'm aimin' that it with no specifics
No life for those who spite me with their false advices
Bootleggin' my CD, talkin' 'bout you bunkin'
Talkin' like you ballin', talkin' 'bout you got it
Pattin' on my pocket, bitch know I know you
From forces, air black, so operas, my mobbers still miss my goddess
You can't reach the top of everybody
I got dreams, in order, who important>
You and Uncle Bobby or my cousin Richard
Please don't lean on me, bitch, I'm vibin'
Please don't pretend, can't depend on me
But bitch I got it, I'm on fire
You throw shades on right, you switched right on right
For all that tone right, I'm goin' the wrong right
My Percs got dome right, I'm in my zone, right
Oh he good, drop-top my hood gang
Fuck I was thinkin'? (Oh, we should) Ayy, ayy
Yeah, yeah, dollar signs in the mornin'
Where the funk at, follow me
Yeah, when all that money on your head
Man it's trackers on your phone, yeah, follow me
Yeah, wait man, GPS another spot
Where the funk at, uh, follow me
Yeah, when all that money on your head, man it's trackers on your phone
Yeah, follow me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Me
