MAM - Do Not Disturb Lyrics

Sick of sad synonyms and idioms
I'm just tryna get happy, it's sickening
Really, I got time but non to share
Do not disturb

Don't hit my telephone
I am not at home no
Do not disturb me
Don't hit my telephone no
Do not

Get outta my box
Nothing personal, I'm sure you're fabulous
But I need space, I need time, that's where my passion lives
I've been passively paddling
Praying like pacifist, passing my packages
Puking like college kids, pimping out happiness
And all it's gotten me sleepless night mattresses
All I've learned about joy is that I'm lacking it
As of late I've been changing my strategy
Grabbed a shovel Imma buried this apathy

Don't hit my telephone
I am not at home no
Do not disturb me
Don't hit my telephone no
Do not disturb

Day after day mic'd up I'm singing, Bublé
Get outta my hair I'm that tortoise, running my own race yeah
Slow and steady cracking this whip on my shoulder blades
I'm a slave to the game, it's no accident I'm murdering this
Monotone monologue, I'm grey, every day
Like the movie I got 50 shades, touché
No lie, stay out my orbit bro
If I'm not tryna coordinate
Don't force it

Don't hit my telephone
I am not at home no
Do not disturb me
Don't hit my telephone no
Do not disturb

Yes, yes, yes, yes
Yes, I'm obsessed with success
So nervous that I'm failing that I start to regress
If giving your best is passing a test
Once you fall short of the bar set, might end up depressed
The only one upset is you and that's the worst part
Hit me with a bat something, I need some real scars
Sitting at a crossroads am I the good guy
Or just a cry baby who lost his juice box
Who's hot and who's not
I'm a loner, I prefer it when my phone's dry
You don't get me often, listen when I'm talking
There's a reason you don't get me often

Don't hit my telephone
I am not at home
Do not disturb
Don't hit my telephone, here's the dial tone
Don't hit my telephone
I am not at home no
Do not disturb me
Don't hit my telephone no
Do not disturb
Do not disturb
Do not