Do Not Disturb (Remix)

[Intro]
Do not disturb, kick niggas on the curb, yes that's what you heard

[Verse]
I pour fours
I throw fours
Wild niggas, I'm with those
Step in your shit no marching band or crescendo
You just got 'round gang, lil nigga I'm big bro
Glock open your airways and the blood make your shit close
Please don't approach a young nigga, I got Charles Manson's body count in a chokehold
When it comes to bodies, they on my mind, let it unfold
Like pages on a sheet, I'm too nice with this shit, I'm grimy but also neat
No respect for the weak, my pops said kill em all, I get more like him every week
I repent that, lowkey resent that, but then again I miss that
The feeling of no fear, thеse niggas pussies, do what I say no Belvеdere
I shine bright, niggas get caught like venison in the headlights
That shit sad, I'm better than most of these artists and I just type
But I refrain from that, the devil needs its angel back
There's way too many on my list, I need to start crossing that
Niggas acting bored on the net, they needa bring chalking back
Yeah, I want the static back, all this suburban bullshit, I want the niggas back, I'm ok with that
Don't throw that up you a burb baby, you ain't gang for real, you just there to put in work baby
If you ain't get it then you get it now, don't act different now
I ain't want nothing to do with you, I have a hard time juggling two of you
That's why I got one, the only one, let's have a son, nickname him the holy one
Yeah, cus I'm destined for greatness
All these niggas speak the same shit but they still on the waiting list
Yet they still somehow ok with this, I don't get it, I feel like my ceilings lifted
Everything you want you gotta go and get it, I know the business
I ain't new to this shit I swear I done lived twice and died nine times
I be saying on soul like it's not mines
I see red but I'm on go, I can't even comprehend stop signs
Constantly under stress, these niggas keep giving me deadlines
Imma come out on top, move yo hand, this wealth is all mines
Split it up equally, give it to wifey, take care of the kids for me
Talking bout some shit that hasn't happened, my mind I know it gets to me
I ain't scared of death, I just stay out the way, I look at it differently
Niggas already planning they takes, they won't get shit from me
I mean that physically and mentally, just know I take shit literally
Ain't even halfway through the shit, I know you niggas is hearing me
A young OG, last of its kind, as you can see clearly
I got faith in this shit, so I don't feel death is nearing me
The last time I say that name, burnt the bridge intentionally
Even old flames are bound to burn out, if only eventually
I met her friend fell in love and the rest is history
This ain't a love song, but even now my old ways they stick with me
For better or for worse, my tendencies are a mystery, yeah
On my soul they won't get rid of me