Charli Brown Beatz - Don't Worry 'Bout It lyrics

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Charli Brown Beatz - Don't Worry 'Bout It lyrics

[Produced by Charli Brown Beatz] [Hook: 50 Cent] Don't worry 'bout how I get my money, b**h, just know I get my money Don't worry 'bout I spend my money, boy, I got a lot Don't worry 'bout that car I drive, don't worry 'bout that bike I ride Don't worry 'bout them diamonds in that bezel on my watch Don't worry 'bout it, don't worry 'bout it Don't worry 'bout a mothaf**in' thing Don't worry 'bout it, don't worry 'bout it We got a strap up in here if n***as playing [Verse 1: 50 Cent] When time pa** and I'm not around, n***as saying I'm out of town Probably moving them bricks around, they swear they know how I get down Don't worry 'bout what I'm doing, don't worry 'bout what I'm doing My closet full of that fly sh**, black card when I buy sh** Sell the sh** you get high with, these n***as on my dick Don't worry 'bout what I'm doing, don't worry 'bout what I'm doing That's your b**h, I understand, I've seen it all on Instagram I'm just from the past, I done been all in that a** Don't worry 'bout what I'm doing, don't worry 'bout what I'm doing [Hook] [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] Don't be worry 'bout my record deals cause I still got my plug Don't be worry 'bout my b**h pimping, she get money out that club Don't be worry 'bout my partners and 'em, we get money, we eating You talk sh** 'bout a real n***a, b**h, you must be tweaking Don't be worried 'bout my whereabouts, money all I care about Keeping it real in my neighborhood, play with me and I'mma air it out Why you worry 'bout my money, n***a? b**h, you think I'm broke? The Fed worry 'bout what I'm doing, think I'm selling dope I may be and I may not, go to jail I may rot I ain't never gon' snitch, n***a, never been no b**h n***a I got big guns, need a extra large, y'all n***as got question marks Talking down on a real n***a, that's how you get a hater charged [Hook] [Verse 3: 50 Cent] Don't worry 'bout what they talking 'bout Don't tell me what that b**h done said I'm done with her, you can go with her I'm leaving here with another b**h Don't worry 'bout how they look at me My diamonds on, damn, look at me These p**y n***a be shooked at me Wanna judge and throw the book at me Don't worry 'bout it, I ain't worried 'bout it Had time to talk to my legal team Don't worry 'bout it, I ain't worried 'bout it Ain't sh** they could do to me Still rocking, still rolling We holding, bill folding, you know it When I start to ball out money start to fall out Throw it up, it fall out the sky Baddest b**hes go all out, whole bar get bought out That's what I call my lifestyle [Hook]

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