Look me in my face, I ain't got no worries, I ain't got no worries, I ain't got no worries See the shrooms keep me up, So I ain't got no worries, I ain't got no worries, I ain't got no worries You see money right there (yeah) That's Tunechi right there

Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail When my right hand itches, I gets money for sure Don't sweep me with no broom, I just might get put in jail Well, I ain't superstitious, oh the black cat just cross my trail Don't sweep me with

You know it ain't right just to treat me this a way. Well, you know it ain't right just to treat me this a way. Well, you know, my baby, have you home one day. You know it ain't right just to treat me like you do. Well, you know it ain't right just to

And I don't want to be an ain't right boy I don't wanna be a had a ball, waited out no call kind of love song boy I don't wanna be a regret or the one that she forgets I don't wanna be a June 'til September I wanna be one those remember boys Remember

If you find a new look now Would you kick the old one out? Right now, right now Watchu' gonna do when the sun goes down? Who you gonna love when I'm not around? And I ain't tryna play the victim But I got my suspicions Sayin' you're alone

Everything's gonna be alright And nobody's gotta worry 'bout nothing Alright, alright Don't go hitting that panic button It ain't near as bad as you think There ain't no doubt it's gonna work out Alright (is gonna be alright), alright (is gonna be

You must really love me to lie to me Must really love me to lie to me You make letting me to, look so easy When I know that it can't be Wide awake at night, knowing it ain't right We both realize it might be over Must really love me to lie, lie to me

Oh don't lean on me man, 'cause you can't afford the ticket I'm back on Suffragette City You know my Suffragette City Oh don't lean on me man 'Cause you ain't got time to check it Is outta sight she's all right A Suffragette City, a Suffragette City Hey

You niggas not makin' no noise I wanted the 'Rari, no Porsche Jumped right off the porch I was trappin', had to make it a sport I'm back on the court Dexter rich forever, pass him the torch Takin' that bitch if she yours You niggas ain't makin' no noise

I do hate to lose With another man's wife It's running just 'fore day She's all right, she's all right Well, now, there's two, there's two trains running Well, they ain't never, no, going my way Well, now, one run at midnight and the other one Running