Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Do Not Disturb , by - Angelo Mota. Release date: 08.03.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Do Not Disturb |
| Head keep spinning when I go outdoors |
| It ain’t no Porsche, but it whip like Forza |
| Miss my boy, hope he knows it |
| I lose focus, got no choice |
| Keep composure with this doja |
| Hand on my holster, coming in closer |
| I got ghosts and I been ghostin' |
| I was coastin', now I’m chokin' |
| Now I’m |
| Going through the motions, I got potions |
| Three point scoping, long plays only |
| I don’t wanna fuck, baby I’m just lonely |
| Put it on us if you ever gon' lie |
| Cause I don’t mind if it don’t keep going |
| You know I’m high but you know I ain’t joking |
| You know I write songs but you know I ain’t open |
| I know I ain’t |
| No I ain’t boasting, maybe I’m broken |
| Things said quiet sound like an explosion |
| Only for a moment, how i’m finna hold you when it’s all over? |
| Know what I know and I don’t need closure, I don’t need peace |
| If I didn’t pick up your call on time, it’s cause I’m on DND |
| If the wind picked up and the world caught fire |
| Would it still be beef? |
| If I put this grind in to be the one that’s in your mind |
| Would it still be me? |
| And I bought some time to make sure I hit my line |
| But it ain’t that cheap |
| Ain’t no free |
| Might be what I want but it’s not what I need |
| No need to hold your fire |
| I’ll be okay on mommas |
| I’ll be just fine without you |
| Problems just mine without you |
| No need to make your mind up |
| I’ll be okay, your honor |
| I need to clear my charges |
| You judge me way too often |
| No need to hold your fire |
| I’ll be okay on mommas |
| I’ll be just fine without you |
| Problems just mine without you |
| No need to make your mind up |
| I’ll be okay, your honor |
| I need to clear my charges |
| You judge me way too often |
| But it keep comin', now I ain’t coming home again |
| If it keep coming, how I’m gon' know when it end? |
| If I keep jumping, how I’m gon' know where to land? |
| I got seals under my bed that I ain’t opening |
| See me struggling, but it’s just some shit I’m on again |
| If it ain’t nothing, how the fuck it’s killing all my friends? |
| All these open ends, I can’t even hold my pen |
| Up my window tint in case I take that road again |