Released: April 26, 2019

Songwriter: Mario “Rio” Loving Nez ScHoolboy Q

Producer: Nez & Rio

[Chorus]
...ain't worried
Glidin' through the air, ain't cautious, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mind on the ground, ain't dreamin'
Thing on my waist been leanin', yeah, yeah, yeah
Hustle for a job, they still ain't called back
Dope in the hood ain't movin' like that, uh
Chain and your watch, I need all that, all that
M's in the bank, I need all that
So run it, mane

[Verse]
Front row at the Grammys, I'm getting praises from Jay
Fuck about this award, I'm happy he know my name
Favorite rapper Nas been told me that I'm the best
Had a couple sessions with Dre, knew I would win
Alchemist my favorite producer, and he my friend
All this love from the greats put my passion in pen
Let me tell you 'bout this story, when Quincy died, it had started
I left jail on house arrest and now ever since I've been starvin'
You know pain on my mama's face when the opps can call me a loser
Ain't achieve shit, her son quit sports to become a Crip
'Nother single mother that failed, lost her son in the mix
Workin' hard through all her problems, her son just couldn't be fixed
Got off house arrest, sprinkled some orange in my blue shoes
Nigga, ask Traffic, Baby Deuce, yeah, and T too
Baby Love, Baby Spank, Big Spank, Big Fool
The first Figg Side originals, you ain't gotta recruit
Tony Smack, Floyd, G-Scrap, nigga, the main crew
Flossy B was locked in, but was normal, he came through
Nigga, 51st and Figg, on the corner Mayhem was slaughtered
Months later like the shit ain't happen, I'm with my daughter
At the laundromat, the shots rang off, I ducked to the back
Wishin' for a strap but hear more fire from Tiny Rat
Got the devil on my side while the Lord been pushin' me over
I can finally understand why my uncles was never sober
Deadbeat dad on the gas, that gas my motor
Either grab the mic, nigga, grab the same pistola
I can easily tell my story now and climb from this moment
Just imagine Joy hopes if I died next mornin'
Just imagine some of these rappers that ain't have Q
The godfather of this street shit that gave y'all truth
From Pac, Snoop, Kurupt, Daz, bitch, I'm déjà vu
You see my homie in the hood 'cause I hate y'all too, ooh

[Chorus]
Death on my block, ain't worried
Glide through the air, ain't cautious, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mind on the ground, ain't dreamin'
Thing on my waist been leanin', yeah, yeah, yeah
Hustle for a job, they still ain't called back
Dope in the hood, ain't movin' like that, uh
Chain and your watch, I need all that, all that
M's in the bank, I need all that, all that
Ten freaky girls, need all that, all that
Love from the world, need all that
So run it, mane

ScHoolboy Q

Quincy Matthew Hanley (b. October 26, 1986), better known by the stage name ScHoolboy Q, is an American hip hop recording artist from South Central Los Angeles, California. Signed to Top Dawg Entertainment and Interscope Records, Hanley is a member of hip-hop supergroup Black Hippy, along with fellow West Coast rappers and label-mates Ab-Soul, Jay Rock, and Kendrick Lamar.

Q was born on October 26, 1989, in a military base in Germany. His parents separated and he and his mother moved to Texas for a short while. He later moved to LA with his mother, and he spent most of his time growing up there. In high school, he played a lot of sports, including baseball and football. He also joined the 52 Hoover Street Crips gang.

In an interview, he said his name comes from a local pimp in his neighborhood along with his academic standing in high school. He has a daughter named Joy.