Don’t Sweat It

[Intro: Brocko]
Uh
Yeah, what?
I'm in the mo'fuckin'- I'm in that mo'fucker

[Pre-Hook: Brocko]
Uh
I keep the racks to myself, 'cause I don't trust nobody
Givin' some to my mama 'cause I was birthed from her body
Some of y'all love to hate, said I'm wastin' a hobby
Got too much on my plate, bro, it's more than a hobby

[Chorus: Brocko]
I swear, none of y'all gon' get it
Sayin' "Sorry" to my face, I'm just like "Bro, don't sweat it"
People sayin' that I'm wack, I don't get no credit
Happiness what we crave, but we hate to spread it

[Verse 1: Brocko & Langston, both]
Gettin' angry at my thoughts, is it worth to spit it
Twenty years, could you see it in a new exhibit?
Way too long in your thoughts and you might just miss it
Got my morals in my soul, I don't ever flip it
'Less we talkin' on a beat, then I might just hit it
On my family, got my bag 'causе we mad committed
Sippin' vodka wit' the Spritе, we ain't gotta mix it (Uh)
Sound the bell, makin' tracks, yeah, we gotta visit, yeah, we gotta visit (Uh)

[Verse 2: Langston]
Yeah
I keep the racks to myself
'Cause all these niggas is lies, they self-servin'
Servin' up a cold dish, I'm at the Summer Solstice
I'm talkin' helios, keep it to yo'self 'cause I'ma need my 0's
I'm on my Ps and Qs, don't have time for dudes that act like hoes
Hurry quick, come jack the flows from basement to the hills
Some crackers tryna raid the sto'
My brother end up [?] to cut the weight up

[Pre-Hook: Brocko]
Uh
I keep the racks to myself, 'cause I don't trust nobody
Givin' some to my mama 'cause I was birthed from her body
Some of y'all love to hate, said I'm wastin' a hobby
Got too much on my plate, bro, it's more than a hobby

[Chorus: Brocko]
I swear, none of y'all gon' get it
Sayin' "Sorry" to my face, I'm just like "Bro, don't sweat it"
People sayin' that I'm wack, I don't get no credit
Happiness what we crave, but we hate to spread it