No Worries
Rich Brian Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴

Breakin' down, I'm barely breathin'
You just hit me where it hurts
Findin' ways to stop the bleedin'
Did I get what I deserve?
Call my friends over to kick it, we don't need hoes
The game is on, the beers are cold

Still happy and content, I'm tryna cut the worryin'
Still got 'em askin' me, "What kind of business are you in?"
Got so many blessings but I'm still here countin' it
If it feels like a job, then why you still doin' it?
Loved this every second, man, that's why I still do this shit
I'm bad at socializin', that's what homeschoolin' did for me
It also got me money and a whole new identity
So fuck a prom night, I drive a limo to a bakery

Findin' ways to stop the bleedin'
Did I get what I deserve?
Call my friends over to kick it, we don't need hoes
The game is on, the beers are cold

Yeah, born to do this shit, it wasn't nothin' accidental, ayy
This shit got so borin', had to switch it up a little
Sick of seein' people 'round me only care about the figures
I can't have you talk to me about no motherfuckin' limit
Write the best songs in my crib
Why'd you ask me if I'm okay? Bitch, I feel extravagant
Always been a different breed from day one so let's not pretend
Notice all your lack of effort so, lil' bitch, we can't be friends
Bitch, shut the fuck up, go sip your Starbucks
Don't play with me, 'cause you gon' fuck up your karma
Don't fuck with hoes, I'd rather fuck up my commas
Your life ain't good if it don't come with no problems

Oh, been on fire but my heart is cold
I ain't fuckin' with you anymore
Bitch, I'm way too focused on my goals
I can never stop it, uh
Runnin' up the numbers, give a fuck about no budget
Bitch, I'm up-and-comin' and this shit ain't up for no discussion




No I never cuff a basic, only fuck 'em on occasion
She don't ever need persuasion, 'cause she said that I'm her favorite, ah

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Rich Brian's song "No Worries" delve into themes of resilience, self-identity, and the pursuit of happiness amidst challenges. The song begins with the artist feeling broken down and barely able to breathe, as someone has hurt him deeply. He questions whether he deserves the pain he's experiencing and seeks ways to stop the emotional bleeding. However, he finds solace in his friendships, emphasizing that he doesn't need romantic partners to enjoy himself. The game is on, the beers are cold, and he's content with his current state.


Despite facing difficulties, Rich Brian remains happy and determined to cut out worrying from his life. People often ask him about his line of work, to which he replies that he's blessed and counts his blessings. He questions why he continues doing what he does if it feels like a job, but then acknowledges that he loves it every second. The artist attributes his lack of social skills to being homeschooled but recognizes that it also led him to financial success and a unique identity. He dismisses typical high school experiences like prom night, opting instead to drive a limo to a bakery, further highlighting his individuality and refusal to conform.


The second verse of the song illustrates Rich Brian's confidence in pursuing his passion. He was born to do this, and he intentionally switches things up when they become boring. He grows tired of people only caring about money and criticizes anyone who talks to him about limitations. The artist feels that his best songs are written in the comfort of his own home, and he feels extravagant even when asked if he's okay. Asserting his uniqueness from an early age, he notices others' lack of effort and states that they can't be friends. With firm words, he tells someone to be quiet and sip their Starbucks, warning them not to mess with his karma. Rich Brian prefers to focus on himself and his goals rather than indulge in casual relationships. In his eyes, a good life comes with its own set of problems.


In the chorus, Rich Brian depicts himself as being on fire, but his heart remains cold. He declares that he is no longer involved with a particular person, as he is entirely focused on his goals. He is determined and unstoppable, running up the numbers and disregarding any limits or budgets. The artist shows a preference for unique individuals over basic ones, and he doesn't need to convince them to be with him because they already consider him their favorite.


Overall, "No Worries" by Rich Brian celebrates resilience, individuality, and the pursuit of one's passions, while emphasizing the importance of authentic connections and not being consumed by trivial matters.


Line by Line Meaning

Breakin' down, I'm barely breathin'
Feeling overwhelmed and struggling to stay afloat


You just hit me where it hurts
You've touched me in a vulnerable spot


Findin' ways to stop the bleedin'
Searching for solutions to end the pain


Did I get what I deserve?
Do I deserve the consequences I'm facing?


Call my friends over to kick it, we don't need hoes
Inviting my friends to hang out without seeking romantic relationships


The game is on, the beers are cold
We're focused on playing games and enjoying cold beers


Still happy and content, I'm tryna cut the worryin'
Despite everything, I'm attempting to reduce my worries


Still got 'em askin' me, "What kind of business are you in?"
People are still curious about the nature of my work


Got so many blessings but I'm still here countin' it
Even though I have many blessings, I still take the time to appreciate them


If it feels like a job, then why you still doin' it?
If something feels like a chore, why continue doing it?


Loved this every second, man, that's why I still do this shit
I enjoy every moment of this, that's why I continue pursuing it


I'm bad at socializin', that's what homeschoolin' did for me
My lack of social skills stems from being homeschooled


It also got me money and a whole new identity
But it also allowed me to make money and develop a new sense of self


So fuck a prom night, I drive a limo to a bakery
I prioritize unconventional experiences rather than traditional ones


Yeah, born to do this shit, it wasn't nothin' accidental, ayy
I have a natural talent and calling for this, it didn't happen by accident


This shit got so borin', had to switch it up a little
This became monotonous, so I had to make some changes


Sick of seein' people 'round me only care about the figures
I'm tired of being around people who only care about money


I can't have you talk to me about no motherfuckin' limit
I don't want to hear about any restrictions from you


Write the best songs in my crib
I create the best songs in my own space


Why'd you ask me if I'm okay? Bitch, I feel extravagant
Don't question my well-being, I feel exceptional


Always been a different breed from day one so let's not pretend
I've always been unique, so there's no need for pretense


Notice all your lack of effort so, lil' bitch, we can't be friends
I've seen how little effort you put in, so we can't be friends


Bitch, shut the fuck up, go sip your Starbucks
Stop talking and mind your own business


Don't play with me, 'cause you gon' fuck up your karma
Don't mess with me, as it will negatively affect your own destiny


Don't fuck with hoes, I'd rather fuck up my commas
I prefer not to engage with shallow relationships, I'd rather mismanage my finances


Your life ain't good if it don't come with no problems
If your life lacks challenges, it's not truly fulfilling


Oh, been on fire but my heart is cold
Despite achieving success, I feel emotionally detached


I ain't fuckin' with you anymore
I'm no longer associating or dealing with you


Bitch, I'm way too focused on my goals
I'm extremely dedicated to pursuing my objectives


I can never stop it, uh
I have an unstoppable drive and determination


Runnin' up the numbers, give a fuck about no budget
I'm achieving great success and disregard any financial limitations


Bitch, I'm up-and-comin' and this shit ain't up for no discussion
I'm an emerging artist and my success is undeniable


No I never cuff a basic, only fuck 'em on occasion
I don't commit to ordinary individuals, I only engage with them occasionally


She don't ever need persuasion, 'cause she said that I'm her favorite, ah
She's always interested, as she considers me her favorite




Lyrics © CTM Outlander Music LC, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Brian Soewarno, Craig Balmoris, Daniel Krieger, Daniel Tannenbaum, Gregory Hein, Sergiu Gherman, Tyler Mehlenbacher

Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
To comment on or correct specific content, highlight it

Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Song not found
Most interesting comments from YouTube:

Kevin Andres

Breakin' down, I'm barely breathin'
You just hit me where it hurts
Findin' ways to stop the bleedin'
Did I get what I deserve?
Call my friends over to kick it, we don't need hoes
The game is on, the beers are cold

Still happy and content, I'm tryna cut the worryin'
Still got 'em askin' me, "What kind of business are you in?"
Got so many blessings but I'm still here countin' it
If it feels like a job, then why you still doin' it?
Loved this every second, man, that's why I still do this shit
I'm bad at socializin', that's what homeschoolin' did for me
It also got me money and a whole new identity
So fuck a prom night, I drive a limo to a bakery

Findin' ways to stop the bleedin'
Did I get what I deserve?
Call my friends over to kick it, we don't need hoes
The game is on, the beers are cold

Yeah, born to do this shit, it wasn't nothin' accidental, ayy
This shit got so borin', had to switch it up a little
Sick of seein' people 'round me only care about the figures
I can't have you talk to me about no motherfuckin' limit
Write the best songs in my crib
Why'd you ask me if I'm okay? Bitch, I feel extravagant
Always been a different breed from day one so let's not pretend
Notice all your lack of effort so, lil' bitch, we can't be friends
Bitch, shut the fuck up, go sip your Starbucks
Don't play with me, 'cause you gon' fuck up your karma
Don't fuck with hoes, I'd rather fuck up my commas
Your life ain't good if it don't come with no problems

Oh, been on fire but my heart is cold
I ain't fuckin' with you anymore
Bitch, I'm way too focused on my goals
I can never stop it, uh
Runnin' up the numbers, give a fuck about no budget
Bitch, I'm up-and-comin' and this shit ain't up for no discussion
No I never cuff a basic, only fuck 'em on occasion
She don't ever need persuasion, 'cause she said that I'm her favorite, ah



Putri Delia

No Worries

Rich Brian

Breakin' down, I'm barely breathin'
You just hit me where it hurts
Findin' ways to stop the bleedin'
Did I get what I deserve?
Call my friends over to kick it, we don't need hoes
The game is on, the beers are cold

Still happy and content, I'm tryna cut the worryin'
Still got 'em askin' me, "What kind of business are you in?"
Got so many blessings but I'm still here countin' it
If it feels like a job, then why you still doin' it?
Loved this every second, man, that's why I still do this shit
I'm bad at socializin', that's what homeschoolin' did for me
It also got me money and a whole new identity
So fuck a prom night, I drive a limo to a bakery

Findin' ways to stop the bleedin'
Did I get what I deserve?
Call my friends over to kick it, we don't need hoes
The game is on, the beers are cold

Yeah, born to do this shit, it wasn't nothin' accidental, ayy
This shit got so borin', had to switch it up a little
Sick of seein' people 'round me only care about the figures
I can't have you talk to me about no motherfuckin' limit
Write the best songs in my crib
Why'd you ask me if I'm okay? Bitch, I feel extravagant
Always been a different breed from day one so let's not pretend
Notice all your lack of effort so, lil' bitch, we can't be friends
Bitch, shut the fuck up, go sip your Starbucks
Don't play with me, 'cause you gon' fuck up your karma
Don't fuck with hoes, I'd rather fuck up my commas
Your life ain't good if it don't come with no problems

Oh, been on fire but my heart is cold
I ain't fuckin' with you anymore
Bitch, I'm way too focused on my goals
I can never stop it, uh
Runnin' up the numbers, give a fuck about no budget
Bitch, I'm up-and-comin' and this shit ain't up for no discussion
No I never cuff a basic, only fuck 'em on occasion
She don't ever need persuasion, 'cause she said that I'm her favorite, ah



All comments from YouTube:

Cemal Gymnastiar

THAT beat's transition got me nuts 😫❤️

CandyKaneJuan

that shit is wild af dude 🔥🔥🔥

Tadanari Lee

That tropical flow too

Mmm mmm mmmmm

Dark Jokes

Coconuts is not a Nuts

Bopin

420 likes.
nice.

1 More Replies...

Joel Singh

This one of the most slept on song on the album ❗️❗️🤧🤧🤧

Milo_o

slow down turbo 😳

gary.s

Vacant 🥺

Kevin Andres

Breakin' down, I'm barely breathin'
You just hit me where it hurts
Findin' ways to stop the bleedin'
Did I get what I deserve?
Call my friends over to kick it, we don't need hoes
The game is on, the beers are cold

Still happy and content, I'm tryna cut the worryin'
Still got 'em askin' me, "What kind of business are you in?"
Got so many blessings but I'm still here countin' it
If it feels like a job, then why you still doin' it?
Loved this every second, man, that's why I still do this shit
I'm bad at socializin', that's what homeschoolin' did for me
It also got me money and a whole new identity
So fuck a prom night, I drive a limo to a bakery

Findin' ways to stop the bleedin'
Did I get what I deserve?
Call my friends over to kick it, we don't need hoes
The game is on, the beers are cold

Yeah, born to do this shit, it wasn't nothin' accidental, ayy
This shit got so borin', had to switch it up a little
Sick of seein' people 'round me only care about the figures
I can't have you talk to me about no motherfuckin' limit
Write the best songs in my crib
Why'd you ask me if I'm okay? Bitch, I feel extravagant
Always been a different breed from day one so let's not pretend
Notice all your lack of effort so, lil' bitch, we can't be friends
Bitch, shut the fuck up, go sip your Starbucks
Don't play with me, 'cause you gon' fuck up your karma
Don't fuck with hoes, I'd rather fuck up my commas
Your life ain't good if it don't come with no problems

Oh, been on fire but my heart is cold
I ain't fuckin' with you anymore
Bitch, I'm way too focused on my goals
I can never stop it, uh
Runnin' up the numbers, give a fuck about no budget
Bitch, I'm up-and-comin' and this shit ain't up for no discussion
No I never cuff a basic, only fuck 'em on occasion
She don't ever need persuasion, 'cause she said that I'm her favorite, ah

DHIA

I'm proud of you Brian. spirit always. work hard pray hard

More Comments

More Versions