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Don't Worry Video (MV)




Performed By: Exodus
Length: 4:19
Written by: Dangelo Taylor-Ricard




Exodus - Don't Worry Lyrics




Gotta hit the blunt sometimes

You can keep your opinion to yourself
Cas I ain't trying to hear none of your bright ideas
I'm just me that's how I've always felt
It's natural for me to feel the way I feel
Don't worry bout what the f*ck I be doing
Don't worry bout what the f*ck I be doing
Don't worry bout what the f*ck I be doing
Don't worry bout what the f*ck I be doing

How you smoke weed but you sale it
How you f*cked Kayla and Kelly
How you get on tracks and derail it
Why the f*ck y'all keep asking me questions
I guess they wanna see what the best think
Wanna see what the best do
How he shit on the rest of y'all
Like he at the stall In the rest room
See ion rest as soon as my feet hit the ground
It's base until I'm back to the mound
My ex wanna come back but I had to turn the bitch down
Like sound had to turn the bitch down
She jealous of the girl I'm with now
Jealous Cas a nigga got style
Jealous Cas I meet a bad bitch and the bad bitch smile
And end up at my house don't ask me how
You'll never get money chasing bitches get bitches chasing money
Most niggas say that that's how they coming but they be stunting
They got more baby mamas then they got comas
Nobody know who you is real shit como the llama
Need to take a trip to the Bahamas I know I deserve it
When I feel from heaven man I won't even lie it hurted
You got something bad to say about me trust me I done heard it
You got something bad to say about me

You can keep your opinion to yourself
Cas I ain't trying to hear none of your bright ideas
I'm just me that's how I've always felt
It's natural for me to feel the way I feel
Don't worry bout what the f*ck I be doing
Don't worry bout what the f*ck I be doing
Don't worry bout what the f*ck I be doing
Don't worry bout what the f*ck I be doing

I'm solid I'm solidified boy I was twelve with a rod in the ride
Running from twelve with a rod in the ride
Grandma can't tell that her baby boy high
Because I was born with them muddy cup eyes
Yeah I was born to cook up and cut pies
Like money ain't nothing here f*ck it divide
Lately I only been f*cking with Vis
The only one don't wear a f*cking disguise
I came for it all can't leave nothing behind
You niggas ain't safe ain't nothing to hide
I know a nigga tell nothing but lies
I personally don't give a f*ck if he lies
But I'm not finna go f*ck with that guy
So please don't come over here f*cking with mine
Cas I got that iron on me lead farmer
And I got them hollows In them call me leg warmers
We had hit the corner with that tint and had them doing donuts
We don't take kindly to niggas talking bout us that don't know us
You ain't from Missouri nigga f*ck it show it
I just may have to get some dip and pour it
I gotta eight it f*ck it I can't four it
I went to court dressed Tom Ford
Bullshit I ain't got time for it
Too busy in the f*cking airport too many motherf*cking air jordans
Got to have them bitches but they tax for em
My daddy really broke his back for em
I'm like damn ain't that something doctor said that he should work
Like he shouldn't feel the hurt and now he don't get no check ain't no income on the first
He can't buy my brothers shoes he can't get my sisters shirts
So if I end up on the news know I did what I had to do
Grab the mask and go get the tool get in the whip let's make a move
Please just don't be mad at me and I won't be mad at you
And don't ask me why I'm like this man Cas I ain't in the mood

You can keep your opinion to yourself
Cas I ain't trying to hear none of your bright ideas
I'm just me that's how I've always felt
It's natural for me to feel the way I feel
Don't worry bout what the f*ck I be doing
Don't worry bout what the f*ck I be doing
Don't worry bout what the f*ck I be doing
Don't worry bout what the f*ck I be doing
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Gotta hit the blunt sometimes

You can keep your opinion to yourself
Cas I ain't trying to hear none of your bright ideas
I'm just me that's how I've always felt
It's natural for me to feel the way I feel
Don't worry bout what the f*ck I be doing
Don't worry bout what the f*ck I be doing
Don't worry bout what the f*ck I be doing
Don't worry bout what the f*ck I be doing

How you smoke weed but you sale it
How you f*cked Kayla and Kelly
How you get on tracks and derail it
Why the f*ck y'all keep asking me questions
I guess they wanna see what the best think
Wanna see what the best do
How he shit on the rest of y'all
Like he at the stall In the rest room
See ion rest as soon as my feet hit the ground
It's base until I'm back to the mound
My ex wanna come back but I had to turn the bitch down
Like sound had to turn the bitch down
She jealous of the girl I'm with now
Jealous Cas a nigga got style
Jealous Cas I meet a bad bitch and the bad bitch smile
And end up at my house don't ask me how
You'll never get money chasing bitches get bitches chasing money
Most niggas say that that's how they coming but they be stunting
They got more baby mamas then they got comas
Nobody know who you is real shit como the llama
Need to take a trip to the Bahamas I know I deserve it
When I feel from heaven man I won't even lie it hurted
You got something bad to say about me trust me I done heard it
You got something bad to say about me

You can keep your opinion to yourself
Cas I ain't trying to hear none of your bright ideas
I'm just me that's how I've always felt
It's natural for me to feel the way I feel
Don't worry bout what the f*ck I be doing
Don't worry bout what the f*ck I be doing
Don't worry bout what the f*ck I be doing
Don't worry bout what the f*ck I be doing

I'm solid I'm solidified boy I was twelve with a rod in the ride
Running from twelve with a rod in the ride
Grandma can't tell that her baby boy high
Because I was born with them muddy cup eyes
Yeah I was born to cook up and cut pies
Like money ain't nothing here f*ck it divide
Lately I only been f*cking with Vis
The only one don't wear a f*cking disguise
I came for it all can't leave nothing behind
You niggas ain't safe ain't nothing to hide
I know a nigga tell nothing but lies
I personally don't give a f*ck if he lies
But I'm not finna go f*ck with that guy
So please don't come over here f*cking with mine
Cas I got that iron on me lead farmer
And I got them hollows In them call me leg warmers
We had hit the corner with that tint and had them doing donuts
We don't take kindly to niggas talking bout us that don't know us
You ain't from Missouri nigga f*ck it show it
I just may have to get some dip and pour it
I gotta eight it f*ck it I can't four it
I went to court dressed Tom Ford
Bullshit I ain't got time for it
Too busy in the f*cking airport too many motherf*cking air jordans
Got to have them bitches but they tax for em
My daddy really broke his back for em
I'm like damn ain't that something doctor said that he should work
Like he shouldn't feel the hurt and now he don't get no check ain't no income on the first
He can't buy my brothers shoes he can't get my sisters shirts
So if I end up on the news know I did what I had to do
Grab the mask and go get the tool get in the whip let's make a move
Please just don't be mad at me and I won't be mad at you
And don't ask me why I'm like this man Cas I ain't in the mood

You can keep your opinion to yourself
Cas I ain't trying to hear none of your bright ideas
I'm just me that's how I've always felt
It's natural for me to feel the way I feel
Don't worry bout what the f*ck I be doing
Don't worry bout what the f*ck I be doing
Don't worry bout what the f*ck I be doing
Don't worry bout what the f*ck I be doing
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Writer: Dangelo Taylor-Ricard
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