Ain't Worried Bout Sh*t

Song Ain't Worried Bout Sh*t
Artist Birdman
Album Like Father, Like Son

Lyrics

[ti:ain't worried bout sht]
[ar:lil wayne]
[00:01.35] Ha!I'm so cool!Bird-man,Bird-man,J.R.!You Know!Yup Yup!!Yup Yup!!BK
[00:21.02] See I,Ride when i gotta,grind 'cause i gotta
[00:25.92] Milk the game til its sour.
[00:27.78] What i gotta do to bank streets when its hotter.
[00:30.42] Even tho the boy smooth sellin like prada.
[00:32.34] Speak Up!the two yellin like holla.
[00:35.05] Ya heard me.got the fools bellin like jackie,persey.
[00:38.81] Try and join em'i can help you with that
[00:41.49] Im important in rap with you know special with gats.
[00:43.76] You know the young god blessed you in fact,like he sneezed or sumthin.
[00:46.48] Even wit a stack of money in they hand they aint squeezin nuthin.
[00:49.34] Im weezy fuck it!Leave a mothafuckin weezin when my ass done pumped em'
[00:53.55] And i dont ask for nuthin boy!i only asked and buggy boy!!
[00:59.50] And ask for money,watch the young god turn cash to money,its that simple!
[01:04.49] （Chorus）
[01:04.75] And we aint stressin bout shit
[01:07.90] We grindin like a mothafucker tryna stay rich
[01:09.22] The cops on my trail so the tracks gotta switch
[01:11.10] See niggas with money shouldnt act like this.
[01:13.55] Yeah!
[01:13.83] And we aint stressin bout shit
[01:16.57] We grindin like a mothafucker tryna stay rich
[01:19.71] The cops on my trail so the tracks gotta switch
[01:21.93] See niggas with money shouldnt act like this.
[01:24.11] *Baby's rap*
[01:24.78] *Chorus*
[01:25.91] Weezy ..and i ride to the end of the road.
[02:30.96] Im hotter than the fire on the end of the fo'
[02:33.12] And plenty times i had to get it from the floor.
[02:35.99] but then i made it to the ceiling and every wall could hear me.
[02:39.08] And if these walls could talk,they prolly cry the the strings on a guitar.
[02:43.14] And see you,you with that bullshit thats leadway to the dark
[02:46.04] Don't make me cut off the lights!GOODNIGHT!!
[02:48.13] *Baby's rap*
[02:48.87] *Chorus*

Pinyin

ti: ain' t worried bout sht
ar: lil wayne
[00:01.35] Ha! I' m so cool! Birdman, Birdman, J. R.! You Know! Yup Yup!! Yup Yup!! BK
[00:21.02] See I, Ride when i gotta, grind ' cause i gotta
[00:25.92] Milk the game til its sour.
[00:27.78] What i gotta do to bank streets when its hotter.
[00:30.42] Even tho the boy smooth sellin like prada.
[00:32.34] Speak Up! the two yellin like holla.
[00:35.05] Ya heard me. got the fools bellin like jackie, persey.
[00:38.81] Try and join em' i can help you with that
[00:41.49] Im important in rap with you know special with gats.
[00:43.76] You know the young god blessed you in fact, like he sneezed or sumthin.
[00:46.48] Even wit a stack of money in they hand they aint squeezin nuthin.
[00:49.34] Im weezy fuck it! Leave a mothafuckin weezin when my ass done pumped em'
[00:53.55] And i dont ask for nuthin boy! i only asked and buggy boy!!
[00:59.50] And ask for money, watch the young god turn cash to money, its that simple!
[01:04.49] Chorus
[01:04.75] And we aint stressin bout shit
[01:07.90] We grindin like a mothafucker tryna stay rich
[01:09.22] The cops on my trail so the tracks gotta switch
[01:11.10] See niggas with money shouldnt act like this.
[01:13.55] Yeah!
[01:13.83] And we aint stressin bout shit
[01:16.57] We grindin like a mothafucker tryna stay rich
[01:19.71] The cops on my trail so the tracks gotta switch
[01:21.93] See niggas with money shouldnt act like this.
[01:24.11] Baby' s rap
[01:24.78] Chorus
[01:25.91] Weezy .. and i ride to the end of the road.
[02:30.96] Im hotter than the fire on the end of the fo'
[02:33.12] And plenty times i had to get it from the floor.
[02:35.99] but then i made it to the ceiling and every wall could hear me.
[02:39.08] And if these walls could talk, they prolly cry the the strings on a guitar.
[02:43.14] And see you, you with that bullshit thats leadway to the dark
[02:46.04] Don' t make me cut off the lights! GOODNIGHT!!
[02:48.13] Baby' s rap
[02:48.87] Chorus