Felly – Ain't Worried lyrics

[Intro:] On cheeba, On cheeba Ain't nothing like my crew What this, ya heard? Ya heard? [Hook:] I ain’t worried about you Ain’t worried about nothing that's the truth Gone 24/7 don't got no room I ain’t worried about love, I pick and choose I ain’t worried about you [Verse 1:] Big Texas booty I’m feeling like Rudy I’m feeling like fuck it man, sue me Got 40 bad broads talking to me Ain’t shit, ain’t shit new to me Foreplay, look we ain't getting to it Young Fel like Fela Kuti Not “Phil” like real life human Y’all frail, y’all fail Getting tutored through hell Through L’s, been coolin' sit still Stay calm like Buddhists Turn my real life to a movie ay Play R. Kelly with the groupies ay This ain't real life, no fuck what it feels like Put it in a poem, yours truly Keep a bad thing like vudu Something thick like sumo Eyes red shit feeling like pluto We could lay up at the crib like Luda When the sun come through though tough love baby I be going pseudo like [Hook:] I ain’t worried about you Ain’t worried about nothing that's the truth Gone 24/7 don't got no room I ain’t worried about love, I pick and choose I ain’t worried about you [Verse 2:] Weak shit that y’all made last month Repeats, I just played that once Caught this feeling in my payless pumps That my life would be way less scrub Now blow that flame that tuck that My night looking bright My fronto by lighter You can ride if I like ya my baby Yellow belt, baby blue top but she been around But she won't stop till we in and out You should try a different route Like can I find a little clout? That's why you're still around, ask why i'm still in doubt Whole season hotels deceived by those who know me too well Your love be too real to made the roof fell Shorty too ill [Hook:] I ain’t worried about you Ain’t worried about nothing that's the truth Gone 24/7 don't got no room I ain’t worried about love, I pick and choose I ain’t worried about you [Verse 3:] Feel like i'm running around, ridin' a race Moving through colors and space Finna go back to my town Kiss that bitch face, I hit again like refrain Ain’t no one cuffing him down He on his way, yuh he on the wave God still be leading my plays Oh lord I pray, I don’t go out today Yeah, maintain with your bitch And I got a new bitch put flame to the bitch Switch lanes in the whip It's a brand new day still complainin' and shit New day in this bitch and I ride the new wave can't explain all this shit Don't play with the kid, I be on to new things. and they hate what it is Explain Request ×

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