Yung Bleu, Vory, NAV - Do Not Disturb lyrics

Ayy (Ayy) ayy (Ayy) say you
Sure ayy

Take a trip and put your
Phone on "Do Not Disturb" puttin' in OT
But, you keep workin' my nerves
Not tryna go back and forth
'bout who hurt who first
You ain't gotta question it, oh, baby
It's yours

How I'm under thirty? I made thirty
Thirty times how you do me dirty and
Play victim blows my mind
I was scarred from issues
You said it would heal in time
Tried to hide your past up in the dark
But caught my body to the light
Ayy, you ain't livin' right (Ayy)
I know if I brought it up tonight
We in for one hell of a night (Ayy)
Tryna do you right, ayy, tryna do you right
I know if I text a
Friend, then bring a friend
I'll leave with one tonight
You should call that nigga that you love
So bad and sleep with him tonight
Two wrongs don't make a right (yeah)
You should text your friends in
That group chat and say
"He finally made it"
My friends told me leave you
In the past, can't lie, i contemplatеd
Always hang on my side doin' such and such
I'm concentrated
Evеn 'fore the name, before the fame
Couldn't rock with nothin' basic
She in one hell of a run
If I lace up these ASICS (Ayy)
She don't like my life, I
Tell her "Leave it, face it"
(yeah) and way 'fore I knew Meek, I
Had a dream and chased it, hey
(yeah, yeah yeah)

Switch my ex out for my next (For my next)
Switched out the Bentley for the 'Vette
(For the 'Vette)
Exchanged my life for my respect (Uh)
I been through Hell and been neglected
I been in the both a couple hours
I'm restless
If she come by the room, she get devoured
I'm breathless (yeah)
Just yesterday, I got head from her friend
(From her friend) tried to cut her off
But it ain't go as planned
I say, "Don't talk to me
Come out them panties"
I say, "Don't talk to me, go pop a Xanny"
That's my bro, let's keep it in the family
Yeah, let's go never let 'em pull my card
They gon' come out the hip for me
I see he in designer
Lil' bro gon' knock off his drip for me
I told her put her phone on DND
Don't give no lip to me
And I know they gon' hate
Don't give no company to misery

Take a trip and put your
Phone on "Do Not Disturb" puttin' in OT
But, you keep workin' my nerves
Not tryna go back and forth
'bout who hurt who first
You ain't gotta question it, oh, baby
It's yours

Get money, fuck bitches
Get money, fuck bitches (yeah)
I'm like 'Pac, I got a wife and a mistress
Woah

When she talk 'bout other rappers
It be gettin' on my nerves
Ain't worried 'bout her heart
I'm just in love with her curves
I'm stayin' one week out
I don't know who else to serve
Got a brand new Maybach built so long
It look like a hearse
I think they here to stay
These demons live in my mind
Need a case for all my watches
And I still ain't on time
Love the feelin' when I'm goin' and
I know that she mine and I'm barely thirty
But, I made a mil' thirty times (yeah)
And I know I ain't livin' right
Feelin' dead inside
I count up dead guys and they give me life
And I see 'em goin' left
But, I'm with my brother, wrong or right
And my panoramic ceilin' let me
See the stars at night (Ooh ooh, yeah)

Take a trip and put your
Phone on "Do Not Disturb" puttin' in OT
But, you keep workin' my nerves
Not tryna go back and forth
'bout who hurt who first
You ain't gotta question it, oh, baby
It's yours