Nodachi - BE WORRIED lyrics

[escape] I don't see a person that's worthy You ain't a personal worry I'mma be stirring up drama while ya'll going to be stirring Mc Flurries Perfect, your purpose is serving so servant come nourish my yearning for blood Mud on your Currys occurring if your finna step to a curse in the flesh Irks me your earliest urge be your earning, you're Irving with net? Well my jersey it says I'm unnerving Word means respect that I surely will get After versing the best they'll be squirming for breath But no mercy is met I'll be murdering the men And immersing the mess in the murkiest depths Of the dirtiest cesspool your permanent rest Is determined on just your answer to the question If you're just impressed by the worst intellect Don't be sure with a guess I ain't curving the test Vultures are disturbing my nerves as they circle my nest Living suburban these birds are a burden I'm bursting the burly and burning the rest I'm currently cursed with a current of courage occurring to pressure You vermin with verses are versus the verge of most versatile version of verbs in a text The verdict is d**h So ya'll better swerve or get wrecked ‘Cause I'mma push this crazy train ‘til i hit the limit With much of music mastered most of my Many metaphors and meanings I've made it up in a minute Words so dope they fell like liquor plus smoke You fiends will find you finna be feeling f**in' famous by the finish My fame could've been infinite But I'm staying way too hidden making hits But they ain't given plays or listens, praise is limited To the few people I know and the few people they show So I'm starving for your spot your admiration looks delicious Nah homie I ain't addicted to flowing to gain in image You hoes will be thinking that my ego's invaded it isn't It's just that I've given one hundred and ten percent into my writtens And no one will pay attention, I know that it makes a difference But sh**, forget it I'm getting you guinea pigs and I'm pinning You pricks up against the fence, yeah you finna be feeling frisky But when your wrists are imprisoned and you're motionless and I'm spitting Lyrics like ballistic rounds then how are you going to evade me then? It's e&n Bang