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Don't Answer
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Arabic Pop
Don't Answer was released on March 7, 2025 by MOLLA MUSIC GROUP LTD as a part of the album Don't Answer - Single
album cover
Release DateMarch 7, 2025
LabelMOLLA MUSIC GROUP LTD
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
xCamden
xCamden
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kentrell Desean Gaulden
Kentrell Desean Gaulden
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
xCamden
xCamden
Producer

Lyrics

"[Intro]
Don't answer that phone, I ain't no love
On my line, they just waiting on a sub
Try to catch me out of mind
Too deep in my dome, catch a smoke that meet blind
[Chorus]
Every face feel fake, I've been prepping my whole time
Don't answer that text, I can't hear that type of vibe
She say, ""Baby, you okay?"" Nah, I'm better, you an ally
My heart broken, codeine, my cup up in the sky
Locked in with the mages, but the demons still survive
[Verse 1]
Walls so big when you're high too long
Twelve outside and my mind too gone
Sub three tabs, now the floor feel wrong
I've been talking to the mirror with the lights all on
Baby mama still tripping through the FaceTime free
But I can't even hear past these Percs and some G
They be on my phone say, ""Drop that heat""
But my head in the corner, I don't need
I was playing Russian roulette with the reaper
Dabbling in the kitchen, pouring syrup by the liter
What's got in me? I can't hear, Jesus
Only thing speaking loud is that street sweeper
[Chorus]
Don't answer that phone, I ain't no love
On my line, they just waiting on a sub
Try to catch me out of mind
Too deep in my dome, catch a smoke that meet blind
Every face feel fake, I've been prepping my whole time
Don't answer that text, I can't hear that type of vibe
She say, ""Baby, you okay?"" Nah, I'm better, you an ally
My heart broken, codeine, my cup up in the sky
Locked in with the mages, but the demons still survive
[Verse 2]
I see shadows in the vent, hearing whispers in my sleep
Ain't no peace inside this crib, just the clicks when I breathe
Got this Glock under the pillow, I ain't dreaming no more
Even in my own zone, I don't feel at home no more
Baby trying to talk conscious, I just told her, ""Leave me be""
I'm too high to fake a smile, too numb, drop a beat
Don't get it, I've been floating like a soul in a breeze
Sitting like a project ghost in a million-dollar suite
The Percs don't hit the same, they just make me cold
I miss the days when pain had a place to go
Now I stack these walls white, songs on pole
Don't find this, but that fame don't fix no soul
[Outro]
How you fix this life?
It's picking me up
Left me with voices, pills, and a chain I can't love
I ain't talking nobody
I'm done
If you love me, then don't call
Just pray for me
That's all"
Written by: Kentrell Gaulden
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