No Worries - Trip Lee

I told them brothers that His standard’s too high

I ain’t stutter but they wonder how I plan on getting by

I just tell them I ain’t got no worries, ain’t worried bout a thing

I ain’t got no worries, ain’t worried bout a thing

Yeah I’m focused on the prize, my homies by my side

We bumpin Sho Baraka while we rolling in the ride

We got the windows open, hoping they can hear the cries

But no fear is in our sight, man you can focus on my eyes

Ain’t worried bout a thing, we got hope you can’t describe

It ain’t because we perfect, we got motives that should die

Let’s be open, we broken, we ain’t posing in disguise

Our hearts is cold and fallen like some snow up in the skies

If you know me then you know, I ain’t got a clean past

I had idols in my heart hoping for that green cash

Instead of chasing treasure, I would chase obscene trash

Deserve the see wrath, but He switched the scene fast

(Hold up) I can’t find a way get this out in words

Other than to say that I don’t get what I deserve

I’m so filthy but seen as not guilty

I’m obscene but I’m seen like I’m clean, what it mean?

You might have seen us on the block, or seen us in the stores

A clique of us who chilling, not the cleanest with the clothes

Not the hottest with the cars, or the meanest with the flows

But we smiling like we styling, cause He freed us from His blows

The Father hates sin, and that’s the thing that we had chose

And yeah that caused a problem, it’s the King that we opposed

We worked against Him daily, which brought us to be his foes

It was a wrap, unless we found a way to clean us like some clothes

Many of us tried but we failed on a daily

Falling short was crazy, we thought that we could be better

But then I saw that my efforts couldn’t save me

Because of all my dark nights minus Heath Ledger

But I heard of a way to be acquitted of my crimes

Entered a new era that’s been fitted on our mind

So our thinkings really changed, we linking with a chain

We don’t get what we deserve, it’s really strange

So when this life is over, no Hell we tell them hold up

No burdens on our backs we brush the dirt off of our shoulders

Look I know what we saying sounds backwards like we Yoda

But I praise Him for the Gospel and the fact we got exposure

We ain’t staggering we walk the straight and narrow cause we sober

We press into the Kingdom by the power of Jehovah

And again, I can’t find a way to get this out in rhymes

Other than to say the Lord our God has paid the fines