Don't Worry 'Bout It

[Produced by Charli Brown Beatz] [Hook: 50 Cent] Don't worry 'bout how I get my money, bitch, just know I get my money Don't worry 'bout I spend my money, boy, I got a lot Don't worry 'bout that car I drive, don't worry 'bout that bike I ride Don't worry 'bout them diamonds in that bezel on my watch Don't worry 'bout it, don't worry 'bout it Don't worry 'bout a mothafuckin' thing Don't worry 'bout it, don't worry 'bout it We got a strap up in here if niggas playing [Verse 1: 50 Cent] When time pass and I'm not around, niggas saying I'm out of town Probably moving them bricks around, they swear they know how I get down Don't worry 'bout what I'm doing, don't worry 'bout what I'm doing My closet full of that fly shit, black card when I buy shit Sell the shit you get high with, these niggas on my dick Don't worry 'bout what I'm doing, don't worry 'bout what I'm doing That's your bitch, I understand, I've seen it all on Instagram I'm just from the past, I done been all in that ass Don't worry 'bout what I'm doing, don't worry 'bout what I'm doing [Hook] [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] Don't be worry 'bout my record deals cause I still got my plug Don't be worry 'bout my bitch pimping, she get money out that club Don't be worry 'bout my partners and 'em, we get money, we eating You talk shit 'bout a real nigga, bitch, you must be tweaking Don't be worried 'bout my whereabouts, money all I care about Keeping it real in my neighborhood, play with me and I'mma air it out Why you worry 'bout my money, nigga? Bitch, you think I'm broke? The Fed worry 'bout what I'm doing, think I'm selling dope I may be and I may not, go to jail I may rot I ain't never gon' snitch, nigga, never been no bitch nigga I got big guns, need a extra large, y'all niggas got question marks Talking down on a real nigga, that's how you get a hater charged [Hook] [Verse 3: 50 Cent] Don't worry 'bout what they talking 'bout Don't tell me what that bitch done said I'm done with her, you can go with her I'm leaving here with another bitch Don't worry 'bout how they look at me My diamonds on, damn, look at me These pussy nigga be shooked at me Wanna judge and throw the book at me Don't worry 'bout it, I ain't worried 'bout it Had time to talk to my legal team Don't worry 'bout it, I ain't worried 'bout it Ain't shit they could do to me Still rocking, still rolling We holding, bill folding, you know it When I start to ball out money start to fall out Throw it up, it fall out the sky Baddest bitches go all out, whole bar get bought out That's what I call my lifestyle [Hook]