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