All I’m Worried About Songtext
von Trouble

Every plate I keep food on it
I take it to my moms, not just crumbs, you niggas really bumms
Forgetting where you come from
I started seeing more life to just fuck your fam when they see the light
Everybody packing pistols
Question, will you bust it?
Or will you go out bad, when niggas get to fussing?
In the broad you just ass she got passed
To the next man in a drop-top jag, shit′s sad

Kinda reminds me of Song Cry, the Song Cry
Thinking 'bout my grandma, bringing tears to my eyes
Devastated, looking at the niggas who make it
Hearing all they family stories, who don′t see the glory
I'ma hold mines down, mom told me don't worry
′Bout what another nigga doing, he′ll soon be ruined
Too much pride to kill a nigga, with no pride You already dead
I live by what the hook says


My moms, my brother, my sisters
Every nigga with a D T in his face is my fam
Only ones I'm worried about
Only ones I′m worried about
The fans, everyone gave me chances that I never had coming up
Now that I'm coming up, the only ones I′m worried about
Only ones I'm worried about

I′m only worried 'bout the niggas who with me
These hoes think I'm trickin
These bitches trippin
I′ve been on my grizzy
Nigga tryna get it
Pussy nigga snitching
So I′m on my ticket
Pray the lord forgive me
For the shit I did
No seal I didn't did

I′m talking hard times
Read between the lines
You hear my heart crying
Mom stressing, i'ma buss down
I′m doing time on the long ride
I'm talking L′s, it's a must I prevail
And motherfuck your friendship, I need bank
If I don't get me, me then who gon′ feed tank


And shout out to my nigga Gudda, motherfuck another
Born in the struggle, that′s why I love the hustle
I seen homies turn funny 'bout a check, nigga
But I won′t let them worry me, 'cause I′m blessed

My moms, my brother, my sisters
Every nigga with a D T in his face is my fam
Only ones I'm worried about
Only ones I′m worried about
The fans, everyone gave me chances that I never had coming up
Now that I'm coming up, the only ones I'm worried about
Only ones I′m worried about

I′m worried 'bout the situation that I got on my hands
Just caught another beat, I′m worried 'bout my mans
He just had a daughter, and he was just getting his life together
Now I just gotta wait on calls and write him letters
I worry ′bout Deontay, young nigga wilding
Wasn't two months in, and stabbed a nigga up
I just want him to make it home to his family
Eight years left off of ten, they never ride of him

May 2022, blood crazy down there
All he know is 1090, don′t nothing fade him down there
My lil brother Kwess, nigga I love you, ain't a damn thing I wouldn't do for you
Word to Scoob
Iceberg get a little for my nieces to all your grandad, pass school to let sosa
Nigga I know you′re with me
I worry ′bout Big Green don't want him to go back to his old ways
Big dawg got twins to raise

My moms, my brother, my sisters
Every nigga with a D T in his face is my fam
Only ones I′m worried about
Only ones I'm worried about
The fans, everyone gave me chances that I never had coming up
Now that I′m coming up, the only ones I'm worried about
Only ones I′m worried about