Don't Worry Bout Mine

Yeah, crock bull and the crooked Big E on the track, you know I'm saying That's all I'm saying, (it's a Big E beat) Yeah, doing my thang though, know I'm saying S.U.C. in here, yeah aiight what Say me, I'm just doing my thang though Crocks on, wife beater linen looking good in my kango Four, five on the hip, you know how this game go The outside's jelly, but the inside's mango Don't watch me watch your weight, if you hate I got enough ammo, to body rock the state Don't worry 'bout me mayn, I got that covered And the block is like pork chops, I got that smothered When my kush is tasting like, and these bricks I run But what you can do, is stay up out my mix that come Crock bull count cash, on the regular homie Even when I'm hitting corners, on the cellular homie Get your mind off me, and get it on your money 'Cause i'ma ball and parlay, when it's grey or sunny I'm the real deal, you niggaz funny bunny Fake ass niggaz 'feit, like they funny money I'm not worried about you, (I'm not worried, I'm not worried) I'm just worried about me, (I'm just worried about myself) Hey i'm not worried about you, I'm just worried about me Too many problems, on my mind Living shife, is starting to be a full time grind I'm just trying, to live my life And when I die, I hope I see Jesus Christ Fuck people, cause all these people don't treat me right They say they love me, but they shoot me right between my eyes Bitch if you ain't screwed up, lace your shoes up We stationary, like a statue that you can't move up I'm 87-32, better known as a Hoover Mind your bidness my nigga, I'll run my fist all the way through ya Fuck around and kill one of these nosey ass niggaz and bitches if they make me 'Cause they can smell it in sunnyside, when I pass gas in katy Ya'll ain't write none of my songs, so why in the fuck is ya'll on stage with me And when I get a retrial and start back blazing, ya'll can't blaze with me They on the dick of Joseph Mcvey, so focused on me They can't do what they need to do, for them through they day and it's fucked up I'm not worried about you, (I'm not worried, I'm not worried) I'm just worried about me, (I'm just worried about myself) Hey I'm not worried about you, I'm just worried about me I never had love for a bitch, I'm about my money Too many years, I done paid the price You must be smoking, if you think I'ma make you my wife And I never had love for a nigga, I'm about my money Even if they murder me, I ain't going nowhere Turn up the volume to the radio, I'll be right there I'm not worried about you I'm just worried about me I'm not worried about you I'm just worried about me, hey I'm not worried about you, (I'm not worried, I'm not worried) I'm just worried about me, (I'm just worried about myself) Hey I'm not worried about you, I'm just worried about me