Why Worry - Isaiah Rashad

Too busy livin' big

Too busy checkin' of my list of shit I never did

Drop top on all my whips

Ain’t none these hoes my bitch

Ain’t none these hoes my gig

Can’t even hold my piss

Oh, that’s your family, yo man?

When?

How could you stand 'em?

He always try take advantage of a nigga

There the mink is

Bills paid for the shrink is

Lay back and calm your thinkin'

Ink pens, ink blot, I’m sinkin'

Sober so far and shrinkin'

Smokin' out my new Lincoln

Baby

Yeah, yeah, dollar signs in the mornin'

Where the fonk at?

Follow me, yeah

With all that money on your head

Bet it’s trackers on your phone

Yeah, follow me, yeah, wayment

GPS another spot

Where the fonk at?

Uh, follow me, huh, yeah

With all that money on your head

Bet it’s trackers on your phone

Yeah, follow me

What about our friendship, what about our kinship?

Pullin' up like uncles, chonkin' out my window

Worried 'bout my M’s and my new utensils

Ho, just be gentle when we swervin' that, this ain’t a rental

I got a blindfold when I’m aimin' that with no specifics

Now life is?

For those who spite me with them 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 frozens and black soap operas

My mob is slim as my goddess

You can’t reach the top and everybody

I got things in order, who important

You ain’t Uncle Bobby, or my cousin Risha

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 so Shang Tsung like, you switch like on lights

For all the chrome right, I’m gone and won’t write

My perch and dome right, I’m in my zone right

Oh, he good, drop-top my Lincoln

Fuck I was thinkin'?

(Oh, we should) Ayy, ayy

Yeah, yeah, dollar signs in the mornin'

Where the fonk at?

Follow me, yeah

With all that money on your head

Bet it’s trackers on your phone

Yeah, follow me, yeah, wayment

GPS another spot

Where the fonk at?

Uh, follow me, huh, yeah

With all that money on your head

Bet it’s trackers on your phone

Yeah, follow me

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Me