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Money Man

Don't Worry

 

Don't Worry

(album: CROPTOBER - 2023)


(It's the 808 Plug)

Baby, it's just you and me, don't worry
Need a new pack, told the plug to hurry
I'ma stay down even when it get murky
I done been crossed and I swear that shit hurt me
Can't let 'em burn me, I'm staying determined
They laughing at first, but the tables are turning
For niggas who barking, that blick get to sparking
That turner be charging, that nigga the hardest
Don't play with the artist, he really gon' tap you
I'm spitting that knowledge, you know I can't cap you
The bed get boring, let's fuck in the bathroom
The car's getting foreign, I luxury travel
With ACH debit, I dibble and dabble
Go slide in the country, no roads, it's just gravel
Love that you shaped like an hourglass
Crazy the way you make all these bitches mad
You got that shit on, you really be killing that
Keep that shit real, bae, that pussy, I'm killing that
Took all them 'bows, but you bound to come get 'em back
Wanna be Circle, then you better catch a hat
All the trees sold out, quit calling, that shit a wrap
Came up the hard way 'cause I had to scheme and trap
Strike a Benz just like I strike a match
I had to change up the title, then [?] gon' bring me a title back

Put up the Louis, then I brought the Nike out
Put up the Cullen, then brought the Challenge' out
Million in profit when this year average out
I ain't tryna show 'cause it ain't shit to talk about
Niggas, they fiending we gotta keep shooting out
Got too many pounds in this bitch, need a bigger house
Play with a boss, watch a nigga start wigging out
Went to the top, yeah, I did it without a doubt
Went to the top, yeah, I did it without a vouch
I'm having water, that water on me, like a motherfucking garden hose, know that shit in the spout
Play with my paper, you know that I'm crashing out
Addicted to that money, I print it
I'm spitting that scam shit, but he do not get it, he lost
Commission, I trap with precision
I'm just like a quarterback 'cause all the P's gon' get tossed
Collision, I'm maxing the engine
When 12 get behind me, you know I ain't tryna get caught
Repenting, I made some decisions
But I done had karma, so you know I'm paying the cost
Addicted to that money, I print it
I'm spitting that scam shit, but he do not get it, he lost
Commission, I trap with precision
I'm just like a quarterback 'cause all the P's gon' get tossed

Baby, it's just you and me, don't worry
Need a new pack, told the plug to hurry
I'ma stay down even when it get murky
I done been crossed and I swear that shit hurt me
Can't let 'em burn me, I'm staying determined
They laughing at first, but the tables are turning
For niggas who barking, that blick get to sparking
That turner be charging, that nigga the hardest
Don't play with the artist, he really gon' tap you
I'm spitting that knowledge, you know I can't cap you
The bed get boring, let's fuck in the bathroom
The car's getting foreign, I luxury travel
With ACH debit, I dibble and dabble
Go slide in the country, no roads, it's just gravel
Love that you shaped like an hourglass
Crazy the way you make all these bitches mad
You got that shit on, you really be killing that
Keep that shit real, bae, that pussy, I'm killing that
Took all them 'bows, but you bound to come get 'em back
Wanna be Circle, then you better catch a hat
All the trees sold out, quit calling, that shit a wrap
Came up the hard way 'cause I had to scheme and trap
Strike a Benz just like I strike a match
I had to change up the title, then [?] gon' bring me a title back

Baby, it's just you and me, don't worry
Need a new pack, told the plug to hurry
I'ma stay down even when you get murdered
I done been crossed and I swear that shit hurt me

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