Good, good, good
Don't worry about mas we good
Don't worry about mas we good
Don't worry about mas we good
Yeah, can a young nigga still chase ass
Can a young nigga fill his glass
Can a young nigga roll his grass
Can a young nigga hide his stash
In a world full of joy and pain
Book a flight then I missed my plane
New shirt but I just got a stain
Do a hundred in the car pool lane
I'm private
I'm stoic
I still got bitches during COVID
I'm wilding
I know it
They looking for the killer I'm the culprit
Apparently
The man in me
Will still knock a bitch if she ever put her hands on me
Inherently
The pedigree
Is let him run until the motherfucker feeling free
I tend to see like Memphis
I'm Ja Morant during Christmas
Like Schwarzenegger doing fitness
Like a house-maid get to witness
My life line as I unwind
Living fast yelling what is time
Park the whip putting in a dime
Ditch the scene I'm feeling fine
Hands down be the realist nigga
Old me I'll kill this nigga
New me 'bout to build this nigga
Future me watch me heal this nigga
I ain't here for the playback
Replay when I say that
Leaning in to a kicking back
Honda Civic to a Maybach
Don't worry about mas we good
Don't worry about mas we good
Don't worry about mas we good
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Don't worry about mas we good
Don't worry about mas we good
Don't worry about mas we good
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Don't worry about mas
Don't worry about mas
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Don't worry about mas
Don't worry about mas
Don't worry about mas
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Don't worry about mas
Don't worry about mas
Don't worry about mas
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Don't worry about mas
Don't worry about mas
Don't worry about mas
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