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Don't Bother Me
Hunxho
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Yeah, that gas
That GlobalHype
Yeah
Don't bother me, I been in that mode, yeah
This bih keep on calling me, she blowing up my phone
Put this on God that I been dogging
These hoes, they can't leave me 'lone
I pray to God nobody follow me whenever I go home
And my young nigga make that choppa beat just like it's a trombone
I pray ain't nobody stalking me, got cameras at my home
I swear to God that I been walking these beats down, still on my toes
And my lil' bih, she keep on talking to me 'bout me fucking hoes
Hope these pussies know I'm good in jail, but that's just if I go
Nigga, they had my whole hood in jail, we praying to go home
That's the bitch, straight up, you
With me or you not? Just let me know
Been lying, feel like Osama, I'm like, "God, please let me blow"
And I ain't made it, did my best, yeah, still get 10 racks for a show
And I ain't fucking on no bitch who
Can't put dick inside of her throat
Like, "Mama, wait until we rich, you gon' be good for that for sure"
I remember I was breaking in them cars tryna get some clothes
I remember I was sleeping in my car, nowhere to go
I don't even know why you keep speaking on the boy, that bitch a ho
I been talking to my demons, let me in, please let me go
I been tryna be a rapper, but these rapper niggas hoes
I'm only hanging with the factors in
The streets like, "Who want smoke?"
Me and Kia just locked in before he died, long live the Pope
In this vehicle, I'm speeding while I'm deep inside her throat
The young Bruce spin for real, so really ain't no need to make a post
If you know, you know
Don't bother me, I been in that mode, yeah
This bih keep on calling me, she blowing up my phone
Put this on God that I been dogging
These hoes, they can't leave me 'lone
I pray to God nobody follow me whenever I go home
And my young nigga make that choppa beat just like it's a trombone
I pray ain't nobody stalking me, got cameras at my home
I swear to God that I been walking these beats down, still on my toes
And my lil' bih, she keep on talking to me 'bout me fucking hoes
Remember all this shit was hard for me, ain't trip, I just kept going
I don't need them do that job for me, I'm expanding from my momma
I took them charges, shit ain't bother me, four summers on my own
One of the one, bitch, you can't father me, we did it on our own
Stealing cars and pulling robbery, I'm invading niggas' home
Would've thought these niggas would've been
Proud of me, they hating that I'm home
Can't name a bitch that would stay down
With me, catch a case and they be gone
I'm out on bond, it's 12, it's tripping, they
Hit the light up, say it's all gone (On God)
Don't bother me, I been in that mode, yeah
This bih keep on calling me, she blowing up my phone
Put this on God that I been dogging
These hoes, they can't leave me 'lone
I pray to God nobody follow me whenever I go home
And my young nigga make that choppa beat just like it's a trombone
I pray ain't nobody stalking me, got cameras at my home
I swear to God that I been walking these beats down, still on my toes
And my lil' bih, she keep on talking to me 'bout me fucking hoes
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