Lords Never Worry

[Intro]

Cozy boys

I get my breath together, drop that shit, uh

[Verse 1: A$AP Nast]

From a crack hole down in hell's gates

To a new breathe of air and a brighter day

It some lighter way

I feel good enough to buy a bunch of real estate

Move my momma outta state

Why? Cause this the new power anthem

And nigga, we the new Black Panthers, bitch

Get your hands up, we in it for the ransom

Money, power, respect, blocks gave us the answer

New world order shit, always strive and prosper

I know God is watchin' over me

Wash away my sins now I'm in this bitch a longer stay

A$AP nigga, tell my cuzo that I'm on my way

In a hurry, fuck a hater, I just gotta tie my lace

Close my eyes, I'm outer-space

Huh, cause this the new power anthem

And nigga we the new Black Panthers

Bitch get your hands up

Yeah, they say lords never worry

Real lords never worry, real lords never worry, not

Kill y'all, never worry

Real lords never worry, hard on February, huh

Ugh, we the new Black Panthers, yeah

We the new Black Panthers, real lords never worry

[Verse 2: A$AP Twelvyy]

I bet the Lord never worried

Couple niggas buried

Man the good die young, gun shots and it's blurry

So I'm off in a hurry

I ain't forcin' no jerk to convince me

Trill shit, I'm tryna stay pig free

Got a budget for the lawyer, it's my freedom on the corner

It ain't worth it, making history is more important

My thoughts is soarin', smokin' power

Mighty Morphin' tripped the vegee in the mornin'

Gettin' jiggy with a foreign

Look I just finished tourin', world wide residential

All started with a pencil, now my suites presidential

Layed up with a bad bitch that never had shit

All these bags and gold, she think I'm mad rich

Now I'm average, simple and I'm humble

Bring your cameras to the hood, takin' pictures of the jungle

Man it's all thugs out here, all Bloods out here

You with a real rice so it's all love out here

[Verse 3: A$AP Rocky]

I wrote this shit in business class, gave me jet lag

This for years of oppressions and the set backs

This for chinks, niggas, jews, and the wetbacks

Crackers, towel heads, and I can't forget the last, fags

This is Huey Newton with the Uzi shootin'

The trill Martin Luther finna spark the Ruger

Malcolm X's Muslim army marchin' to ya

Flacko bring the chopper to ya, preacher screamin' hallelujah

Dear Mr. President, I'm the shit

No hope for the kids

Young Blood was a thug, caught slugs from a Crip

My Father, God Father, our Father

Glocks in the air, Hiiipower

This is Kendrick off to visit Jimi's watchtower

A long it, seems like Martin dreamin' for the longest

Niggas I do songs with is the same that I put on with

Stupid with my flow because biters, they be on it

It's safe to say you stole it nigga ever since I loaned it

Cause I only let you hold it, now you frontin' like you own it

I know it (Shorty's gonna be a thug)

Said he's gonna be (A GNT saw the blood)

I'm a young lord, that's the bottom line

Gold grills, black nails, little niggas out of line, huh?