Luccie Fontane - No Worries Lyrics

I wish that I could call my mother on the phone
I wish
I wish that I could call my father on the phone
I wish
Yea I got problems and I face em all alone
Yea I got problems but I face that
Don't worry bout me I got me, yea
Don't worry bout me I got me, yea
Don't worry bout me I got me, yea
Don't worry bout me I got me, yea

Yea my father died back in '06
Mother died 2018
She used to try to keep us in the church
When pops was outside with the dope fiends
Seen both sides of this shit
Four eyes in this ditch
They both taught us how to make a way
That's why all mines is gon be rich
Nigga we ain't playin wit it
Since Nipsey died I been stayin wit it
In and out the car in and out the booth
They already know I'm crazy wit it
It's a crazy business
I ain't tripping I ain't here to play
If I'm outside then it's on the way
No funny business
Life's too short to play with it
Mind been up and down
As long as I'm around Ima go and make a way for us
Fuck what niggas think
This boat will never sink
I'm the type that'll grind when they sleep
My daughters will never see mama face and they'll never hear her speak
My daughters will never see father face and they'll never hear him speak

I wish that I could call my mother on the phone
I wish
I wish that I could call my father on the phone
I wish
Yea I got problems and i face em all alone
Yea I got problems but I face that
Don't worry bout me I got me, yea
Don't worry bout me I got me, yea
Don't worry bout me I got me, yea
Don't worry bout me I got me, yea

Father, Father, Father
Hope you're lookin down on me and I'm makin you proud
Life got a way of hittin you hard and knockin you down
And tell grandma I been tryin
And tell grandpa I'm applyin that pressure
I'm not givin up
You know that's not in my blood
But I got some pain in me
And these niggas want me to get outta character
Why they be playin with me
Lil nigga stop playin with me
I lost two brothers a couple years ago I'm still not over that shit
Damn
And I just lost two cousins
Don't get no realer than this, yea
Need you to tell me something
Fightin back tears in this bitch
Daddy what's up
I been feelin like I'm pressing my luck
Knowing the streets it ain't never been love
If you can hear me please tell me what's up

I wish that I could call my mother on the phone
I wish
I wish that I could call my father on the phone
I wish
Yea I got problems and i face em all alone
Yea I got problems but I face that
Don't worry bout me I got me, yea
Don't worry bout me I got me, yea
Don't worry bout me I got me, yea
Don't worry bout me I got me, yea