Do Not Disturb
(Yeah)
Momma said drop them hoes and settle down
Call some friends, Hit the bar and grab a couple rounds
All that stressing you been doing useless
You the only one to blame, Sorry son you slipped
You fell, Now get up like you always do
And show yo momma ain't nobody hard as you
I got you I promise, I put that on my pops
And I know that's yo king, So I can't stop
I know what that mean, I can't let you down
I been smoking too much green, Gotta calm it down
I been off the xans every other day
I been stressed out, I been going crazy
Going crazy, I ain't talking mental
I started ducking calls picking up the pencil
I started dropping songs, Now look at me
Step back, Take a look, Tell me what you see
This is greatness in the making, I can't even lie
Half my exes went gay, Other half bi
Maybe I'm too great for them to upgrade
I'm about to open up a flood gate, I swear I am
Every ex I know about to send a text
I don't wanna buy a car, I wanna buy a jet
I got different goals
Different goals, They can't imagine
I swear my bitch is bad, It's like she from a pageant
These niggas crazy they can't match the passion
All my fans screaming, Nigga he ain't average
And he had a daddy, But he still a bastard
I'm tryna' get this money faster
One of my homies told me I probably shouldn't finish
I should just let that be
I told that nigga he crazy
This beat go fucking crazy, I'm bout to go crazy
They gone have to get the doctor or the medic in here asap (Yeah)
Bitch It's Eddie Bars
Bitch It's Eddie Bars y'all, I love you
Aye, Aye
Eddie Bars I love you
Love you (Aye)
Fuck you
Eddie Bars (Aye)
Forgive me I was in my zone
I was back to all that wavy shit, That shit is home (Yeah)
That's the place I like to go
That's the fucking shit, I like the flow (Yeah)
I swear I get in my mind, I get in (I get in)
I swear I get in my vibe, I get in (I get in)
This shit get stuck in they mind, I swear it do
I swear it sit on they mine, Wait for the boom
Aye, There it go
I tired waiting I'm a go
I'm tired writing on da pad, Nigga I'm a flow
I'm a let that shit go freely
I wouldn't care if they don't ever need me
Some people call me speedy
I'm running through these beats like I'm flash on the track
Try imagining that (Aye)
And this a freestyle
I kill any beat no matter whatever the beat style
Momma said drop them hoes and settle down
Call some friends, Hit the bar and grab a couple rounds
All that stressing you been doing useless
You the only one to blame, Sorry son you slipped
You fell, Now get up like you always do
And show yo momma ain't nobody hard as you
I got you I promise, I put that on my pops
And I know that's yo king, So I can't stop
I know what that mean, I can't let you down
I been smoking too much green, Gotta calm it down
I been off the xans every other day
I been stressed out, I been going crazy
Going crazy, I ain't talking mental
I started ducking calls picking up the pencil
I started dropping songs, Now look at me
Step back, Take a look, Tell me what you see
This is greatness in the making, I can't even lie
Half my exes went gay, Other half bi
Maybe I'm too great for them to upgrade
I'm about to open up a flood gate, I swear I am
Every ex I know about to send a text
I don't wanna buy a car, I wanna buy a jet
I got different goals
Different goals, They can't imagine
I swear my bitch is bad, It's like she from a pageant
These niggas crazy they can't match the passion
All my fans screaming, Nigga he ain't average
And he had a daddy, But he still a bastard
I'm tryna' get this money faster
One of my homies told me I probably shouldn't finish
I should just let that be
I told that nigga he crazy
This beat go fucking crazy, I'm bout to go crazy
They gone have to get the doctor or the medic in here asap (Yeah)
Bitch It's Eddie Bars
Bitch It's Eddie Bars y'all, I love you
Aye, Aye
Eddie Bars I love you
Love you (Aye)
Fuck you
Eddie Bars (Aye)
Forgive me I was in my zone
I was back to all that wavy shit, That shit is home (Yeah)
That's the place I like to go
That's the fucking shit, I like the flow (Yeah)
I swear I get in my mind, I get in (I get in)
I swear I get in my vibe, I get in (I get in)
This shit get stuck in they mind, I swear it do
I swear it sit on they mine, Wait for the boom
Aye, There it go
I tired waiting I'm a go
I'm tired writing on da pad, Nigga I'm a flow
I'm a let that shit go freely
I wouldn't care if they don't ever need me
Some people call me speedy
I'm running through these beats like I'm flash on the track
Try imagining that (Aye)
And this a freestyle
I kill any beat no matter whatever the beat style
Credits
Writer(s): Edward Turner
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