Z-Ro - Don’t Worry About Mine (feat. Big Pokey) Lyrics
[Big Pokey talkin’:]Yeah, crock bull & the CrookedBig E on the track. You know what I’m sayin’?That’s all I’m sayin’ (It’s a Big E beat)Yeah, just doin’ my thing though. You know what I’m sayin’?S.U.C. in here, yeah aight what.Don’t Worry About Mine, worry about yours. [x8][Big Pokey:]Say me, I’m just doin’ my thing thoughCrocks on, wife be the linen lookin’ good in my Kango.45 on the hip, you know how this game goThe outside’s jelly but the inside’s mangoDon’t watch me watch your weight if your hatin’I got enough ammo to body rock the stateDon’t worry about me mayne, I got that coveredAnd the block is like pork chops, I got that smotheredWhen my kush is tastin’ like & these bricks I runBut what you can do is stay up out my mix that comeCrock bull count cash on the regular homeyEven when I’m hittin’ corners on the cellular homeyGet your mind off me & get it on your money’Cause I’m a ball & parlay when it’s gray or sunnyI’m the real deal, you niggas funny bunnyFake ass niggas ’feit like they funny money.Don’t Worry About Mine, worry about yours. [x8][Z-Ro:]Too many problems on my mindLivin’ shife is startin’ to be a full time grindI’m just tryin’ to live my lifeAnd when I die, I hope I see Jesus Christ.***** people ’cause all these people don’t treat me rightThey say they love me, but they shoot me right between my eyes***** if you ain’t screwed up lace your shoes upWe stationary like a statue that you can’t move upI’m 87-32 better known as a HooverMind your business my nigga, I’ll run my fist all the way through ya***** around & kill one of these nosy ass niggas & *****es if they make me’Cause they can smell it in Sunnyside, when I pass gas in KatyY’all ain’t write none of my songs, so why in the ***** is y’all on stage with me?And when I get a retrial & start back blazin’ y’all can’t blaze with meThey on the dick of Joseph McVeySo focused on meThey can’t do what they need to do for them through they day & it’s *****ed up.Don’t Worry About Mine, worry about yours. [x8][Z-Ro:]I never had love for a *****, I’m about my moneyToo many years, I done paid the priceYou must be smokin’ if you think I’m a make you my wifeAnd I never had love for a nigga, I’m about my moneyEven if they murder me I ain’t goin’ nowhereTurn up the volume to the radio, I’ll be right thereI’m not worried about youI’m just worried about meI’m not worried about youI’m just worried about me, hey.Don’t Worry About Mine, worry about yours. [x13]
