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• Artiste: Vory
• Titre: Do Not Disturb
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Take a trip and put your phone on Do Not Disturb Putting in OT but you keep working my nerves Not trying to go back and forth 'bout who hurt who first You ain't gotta question it, go, baby, it's yours How am I under thirty? I make 30 thirty times How you do me dirty and play victim blows my mind I was scarred from issues, you said it would heal in time Tryna hide your past up in the dark but come up out into the light You ain't livin' right I know if I brought it up tonight, we in for one hell of a night Tryna do you right Tryna do you wrong I know if I text a friend to bring her friend, I'll leave with one tonight You should call that nigga that you love so bad and sleep with him tonight Two wrongs don't make a right You should text your friends in that group chat and say he finally made it My friends told me leave you in the back, can't lie, I contemplated Always hang by my side doing such and such, I'm concentrated Even for the name and for the fame, gon' rock with nothing basic She one hell of a run if I lace up these ASICS (Aye) She don't like my life, I tell her leave or face it (Yeah) Way before I knew Meek, I had a dream and chased it (Aye, yeah) Switched my ex out for my next Switched out the Bentley for the 'Vette Exchange my life for my respect I've been through hell and been neglected I've been in the booth a couple hours, I'm restless If she come by the room, she get devoured, I'm breathless Just yesterday, I got head from her friend Tryna cut her out but it ain't go as planned I say, "Don't talk to me, come out the panties" I say, "Don't talk to me, come pop a Xanny" That's my bro, let's keep it in the family Yeah, let's go Never let 'em pull my card, it gon' come out the hip for me I see he in designer, lil' bro go knock off his drip for me I told her put her phone on DND, don't give no lip to me And I know they gon' hate, don't give no company to misery Take a trip and put your phone on Do Not Disturb Putting in OT but you keep working my nerves Not trying to go back and forth 'bout who hurt who first You ain't gotta question it, go, baby, it's yours Get money, fuck bitches, get money, fuck bitches I'm like Pac, I got a wife and a mistress When she talk about other rappers, it be gettin' on my nerves Ain't worried about her heart, I'm just in love with her curves I'm staying with what we got, I don't know who else to serve Got a brand-new Maybach built so long it look like a hearse I think they here to stay, these demons live in my mind Need a case for all my watches and I still ain't on time Love the feeling when I'm going and I know that she mine And I'm barely thirty but I made a mil' thirty times (Yeah) And I know I ain't livin' right Feeling dead inside, I count up dead guys and they give me life And I see 'em going left but I'm with my brother on the right And my panoramic ceiling let me see the stars at night Take a trip and put your phone on Do Not Disturb Putting in OT but you keep working my nerves Not trying to go back and forth 'bout who hurt who first You ain't gotta question it, go, baby, it's yours