Don't Worry... Lyrics

Good, good, good

Don't worry about mas we good

Don't worry about mas we good

Don't worry about mas we good

Yeah, can a young nigga still chase ass

Can a young nigga fill his glass

Can a young nigga roll his grass

Can a young nigga hide his stash

In a world full of joy and pain

Book a flight then I missed my plane

New shirt but I just got a stain

Do a hundred in the car pool lane

I'm private

I'm stoic

I still got bitches during COVID

I'm wilding

I know it

They looking for the killer I'm the culprit

Apparently

The man in me

Will still knock a bitch if she ever put her hands on me

Inherently

The pedigree

Is let him run until the motherfucker feeling free

I tend to see like Memphis

I'm Ja Morant during Christmas

Like Schwarzenegger doing fitness

Like a house-maid get to witness

My life line as I unwind

Living fast yelling what is time

Park the whip putting in a dime

Ditch the scene I'm feeling fine

Hands down be the realist nigga

Old me I'll kill this nigga

New me 'bout to build this nigga

Future me watch me heal this nigga

I ain't here for the playback

Replay when I say that

Leaning in to a kicking back

Honda Civic to a Maybach

Don't worry about mas we good

Don't worry about mas we good

Don't worry about mas we good

Good, good, good, good

Don't worry about mas we good

Don't worry about mas we good

Don't worry about mas we good

Good, good, good, good

Don't worry about mas

Don't worry about mas

Don't worry about mas

Good, good, good, good

Don't worry about mas

Don't worry about mas

Don't worry about mas

Good, good, good, good

Don't worry about mas

Don't worry about mas

Don't worry about mas

Good, good, good, good

Don't worry about mas

Don't worry about mas

Don't worry about mas

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