Birdman & Lil' Wayne Ain't Worried Bout Shit Lyrics

[Lil' Wayne]
Ha.. I'm.. so cool

[Baby]
Yeah n____, stand one, blow one n____

[LW]
Bird.. man

[B]
I promise you, we gon' give 'em what they want 'til they come get us n____

[LW]
Bird.. man, J-R, ya know

[B]
You feel me?
When gon' chase it 'til we can't chase it no more
So y'all might as well eat this food n____
And it got to be the best of the best
One, come one shorty, get with me n____

[Lil' Wayne]
See I, ride when I gotta, grind cuz I gotta
Milk this game 'til it's sour
Why I gotta do the backstreets when it's hotter
Even though the boy smooth sellin' like Prada, speak up
The tool yellin' like, holla, y'heard me?
Got the fools bailin' like Jackie, Kersee
You try join him, I can help you with that
I'm important in rap but I'm special with gats
You know the young god bless you in fact, like you sneezed or somethin'
Even with a stack of money in they hand, they ain't squeezin' nothin'
I'm Weezy f___ it
Leave a m_________er wheezin' when I asthma pump him, yeah
And I don't ask for nothin' boy, I only ask them buggy boy
And as for money, watch the young god turn cash to money
Cuz that's him

[Chorus 2x: Lil' Wayne]
Yea, and we ain't stressin' 'bout s___
We grindin' like a mo'f___er tryin' stay rich
The cops on my trail so my track I switch
See n____z with money shouldn't act like this

[Baby]
Yeah, pimpin', there's some fraud 'round here
n____ better stop hatin' before they disappear
I see the same ol' s___
and pop the same ol' s___ 'til your neighborhood hit, b____
Disrespect that Nolia dogg
Them third world Hot Boy soldiers dogg
And make a n____ understand
when you f___in' with a soldier with the grandmaster plan n____
I'm tryin' to make a few million
buy a few buildings, one day stop dealin'
And go and raise my children
Got it on my mind, that's the way a n____ livin'
I bring ya back '84
Dope game jumpin' when the water hit the flo' n____
Cuz we was doin' it dogg
Everybody gettin' money, we was doin' it dogg

[Chorus]

[Lil' Wayne]
Weezy, and I ride to the end of the road
and I'm hotter than a fire on the end of the fo'
and plenty times I had to get it from the flo'
But I made it to the ceilin' and every wall could hear me
And if these walls could talk, they probably cry
Like the strings on the guitar
And see you, you with that bullshit that's leighway to the do'
Only to cut off the lights, g'night

[Baby]
Look, it's Sunday, we in the hood gettin' our groove on
Every n____ uptown gotta have they tool on
Yeah, and they Birdman'd down
n____ represent the bling cuz I hold my own crown n____
s___, a hood rich high clique
That come from the slums where they pack extra clips, I love 'em n____
the only way that we know is how to flip and rescore 'em
and go and get some more dough, n____

[Chorus]

[Baby]
Yeah, this grindin' to another linin' n____
Know what I'm sayin'?
If you in the way, you'll get moved over n____
Think I'ma let one of you b____ n____z stop me from gettin' a billion dollars n____?
f___ ya and what ya made of n____
Y'understand? n____ got a problem with this s___
That's your s___ n____
Suck a n____ d___ a die n____
Birdman, made man n____
Yeah, that's how it's goin' diggity n____
f___ anything in between
If you in the line of duty n____ you got your issue, feel me?
One