This is a song about "Ain t worried bout nothing"

Mmg and that's my clique

Now i'm getting worried,

Worried about losing you you ain't even mine

Just a couple niggas in a boxcar that bitch go lime

My money like a senior, watch it graduate

Second song ,second time sayin i ain got time to hate

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Nowadays i reminisce on when all i worried bout was grades/

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

Look it something they can't ever see

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

This is why her nigga mad

Never gave a fuck, ain't nothing bout me changed

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks