[Hook: Novelist]
Anywhere he goes
The n***a ain't stressing 'bout nuttin
He's in his dough
There he goes
Anywhere he goes
That n***a ain't worried 'bout a damn thing

[Verse 1: Novelist]
I'm Big Nov A.K.A. Suddenly
I'm ready to roll, I'm letting you know that they ain't nuttin to me
A bag of chat and a cat but they ain't saying nuttin to me
I mind my business with precision, I'm conscience of my decisions
N***a listen, I'm convinced that they ain't cutting it G
I've never seen the proof but they've been saying they're loving the G
I made a feast, thеy best believе that they ain't coming to eat with me
This meat is strictly my family with me and some of the G's
From some of the South, from some of the East - I've had a couple of beefs
No cap, it's fact, in front of his dad I made him swallow his teeth
I'm 'bout my paper and my people, man I wanna relieve the boydem on my case
They took my P, my weed, don't love the police
Oh no, no, no
We don't love P-I-double the G-I
They tried to keep receipt but the tax ain't coming to me
Fully grown hustler ain't really nuttin to be
I'm 'bout my revenue, I need to make them multiply G
[Hook: Novelist]
Anywhere he goes
The n***a ain't stressing 'bout nuttin
He's in his dough
There he goes
Anywhere he goes
That n***a ain't worried 'bout a damn thing

[Verse 2: Jay Worthy]
We ain't worried about shit
It's Big Worth A.K.A. Mr Pimpin Bitch
And ain't no love for none of these hoes, I'm never tricking bitch
I hit the [?] and then [?], I'm on some different shit
I rock the Dickies with the cuff like I'm original
Ya'll n***a typical, [?] on some sipping shit
I never let her spend the night unless she pretty, kid
That ain't no way to live but who the fuck you talking to?
They pay me stacks at the club just for walking through
I'm an animal, my leather [?]
We in the streets, these n***as [?] and they never there
I'm in the set with the homies like we forever there
We ain't never scared, I told you I was built for this
[?] yeah we kill for this
Hoe I'm real as shit like ain't nobody hard as me
When we caught him in the club he was [?]
Yeah that n***a backed down [?] ya na mean?
[Hook: Novelist]
Anywhere he goes
The n***a ain't stressing 'bout nuttin
He's in his dough
There he goes
Anywhere he goes
That n***a ain't worried 'bout a damn thing