God, this mug
It rings all day, I get text messages all day
I can’t edit nothing, I can’t write nothing
I can’t call nobody I want to
This s**t has gotten out of control
(Why don’t you answer my call bro?)
My bowtie look futuristic, snakeskin when I talk the business
Got a couple people at my household that’ll put a hole in y’all’s common sense
In my driveway like all black, some s**t ain’t drove in a couple weeks
Gotta Mustang GT runs and drives gettin’ lost as it disappears in the weeds
‘Cause people pullin’ up droppin’ off their problems
On my doorstep like a bunch of f**in’ Mormons
Still I goin’ crazy sittin’ in the closet
Smokin’ all my weed and I don’t feel like talkin’
Noise I can’t escape it, even in my head
Homies want my money, b**hes want my bed
All I want is silence just to clear my head
But I can’t even get it, why I gotta beg?
But I ain’t gonna beg no more, no I won’t ask for nothin’
And I ain’t gonna feel bad for success that wasn’t given
If you s**t talk behind closed doors your room is full of b**hes
My household hold a savage and some savages live with me
So don’t come knockin’, oh oh, so don’t come knockin’
So don’t come knockin’, so don’t so don’t so don’t come knockin’
So don’t come knockin’ on it
Footsteps walkin’ on my front porch
I can see it on surveillance when I take a s**t
As soon as I roll out my silky sheets
Somebody tryna yank me to a meet and greet
My f**in’ drive way a mile long, got 26 trespa**ing signs
I got two gates you gotta open and shut
Put a loggin’ chain it’s wrapped around
Made plenty posts that say leave me be
And if I don’t know you don’t come knock knock knockin’
Eventually I’m gonna pop pop stop it
Then somebody fiddin’ to pop lock drop it
My symphony don’t play sympathy
If you seekin’ me to get a sign from me
Then you gon’ finally see that I ain’t the me
That I used to be so get used to me
‘Cause I’m
But I ain’t gonna beg no more, no I won’t ask for nothin’
And I ain’t gonna feel bad for success that wasn’t given
If you s**t talk behind closed doors your room is full of b**hes
My household hold a savage and some savages live with me
So don’t come knockin’, oh oh, so don’t come knockin’
So don’t come knockin’, so don’t so don’t so don’t come knockin’
So don’t come knockin’ on it
Look, take my advice since day one
You f**boys worried ’bout the wrong one
Conduct yourself like a gentleman on a white horse with a boss gun
Don’t point to shoot if it ain’t worth the time ’cause silence is a secret deadly weapon
I’m a mystery to the whole world ’cause I only let ’em see a small percentage
I’m creek raised, gotta couple demons
But I k**ed ’em tossed their darkness in the deep valley
Now I’m cruisin’ in a crew, deep dark two toned gettin’ parked by the valley
F**k opinions like they’re starrin’ in a p**n
My b***h bad and she let me click record
I stay sweatin’ even when I don’t perform
I’m on a track, and I trapped a country boy
But I ain’t gonna beg no more, no I won’t ask for nothin’
And I ain’t gonna feel bad for success that wasn’t given
If you s**t talk behind closed doors your room is full of b**hes
My household hold a savage and some savages live with me
So don t come knockin’, oh oh, so don’t come knockin’
So don’t come knockin’, so don’t so don’t so don t come knockin’
So don’t come knockin’ on it