conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Ain’t Worried About Nothin (Remix 2) with the following description: Rap moguls Diddy, Rick Ross, and Snoop Dogg hop on the official remix for Ain’t Worried About Nothin'.Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Hook]
  I ain't worried 'bout nothin'; nigga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
  Nigga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'; nigga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
  I ain't worried 'bout nothin'; nigga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
  Nigga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'; nigga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
  Ridin' round with that work, strapped up with that Nina
  Got 2 bad bitches with me, molly and Aquafina
  Money don't mean nothing, niggas don't feel you when they see you
  My whole 'hood love me, but naan nigga wanna touch me
  I ain't worried 'bout nothin'; nigga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
  Nigga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'; nigga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
  I ain't worried 'bout nothin'; nigga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
  Nigga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'; nigga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
  [Verse 1: French Montana]
  Nigga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
  Ridin' 'round through East Tremont
  Nigga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
  Ridin' 'round with that Nina
  Ridin' 'round with that AK, that HK, that SK
  That beam on the scope
  Window down, blowin' smoke
  Niggas frontin be broke
  Try rob me, gon' get smoked
  That gun automatic, my car automatic [Hook]
  [Verse 2: Diddy]
  I ain't worried 'bout nothing, I don't even care
  Talkin' money with you niggas, that ain't even fair
  2 bitches on my lap, popping 20 pills
  Naked women in my bed, counting 20 mills
  And I ain't worried 'bout no banks I get drug money
  Niggas talking like they rich ain't got my son's money
  It's King Combs in this bitch with the best work
  Give a chick a hundred grand for the best twerk
  Fuck the fame all the lights and the stardom
  Forget about Saint Tropez: "pilot, we landin' in Harlem!"
  Niggas standing in amazement,
   Diddy my name's in the pavement
  Worried about nothing cause I'm still counting that money I ain't even made yet
  Motherfucker
  [Hook]
  [Verse 3: Rick Ross]
  (M-m-m-m-maybach Music)
  This car called a Rolls, 
  my Belaire be Rosé
  Gave a bitch 50 bands, I never gave her a rose
  Watch the pot as it rolls, all my profits just rolls
  Started on the first floor, my apartments just rose
  Penthouse full of paintings, my classics look painted
  Shawty a hustler, she require retainments
  She let me fuck cause I'm famous
  Bad Boy-related
  Gold Sky Dweller marjella
  Maybach umbrella we dangerous [Hook]
  [Verse 4: Snoop Dogg]
  What is IRS, I don't pay no taxes
  Blowing money fast, breaking bad batches
  Ridin' 'round in my lap, I'm flying 'round in my jet
  I'm so smoked out, so loped out, 20 Crip is my set
  Nigga what y'all wanna do
  Big Snoop and I'm coming through
  All my goons in grey and blue
  Right here right now no me preocupo de na
  [Hook]