Lyrics
Oh, it’s 2 AM
And I miss you more than ever, more than ever
My thoughts don’t sway from your body
And I might be yours forever, yours forever
2 AM text messages, I’m all on my phone
Hop out a king size bed cuz this king size bed ain’t fun alone
What happened, ay
I was supposed to be yours tonight
Send me booty pics so a nigga ain’t gotta watch porn tonight
We should be together not texting
You next to me while you’re telling me about how your home girl messy
Why she so messy, why
Why you so sexy, why
And I’m a real Rexx imma do anything that you let me tonight
Tell me what it is 'doe, tucked off blowing endo
We should go out just to live more
We should go out and hit Bev more
I got discounts
You get drunk, ride this stallion and I dismount
Drink and drive
Anything for this queen of mine
A piece of you gives me piece of mind
I got a full schedule but will free the time
Just to spend with you
Damn I wish it was 10 AM
I hope you feel all this energy that I’m sending you
While I’m sitting here in this living room
Just missing you
Looking at the clock like damn…
It’s 2 AM
And I miss you more than ever, more than ever
My thoughts will sway from your body
And I might be yours forever, yours forever
Uh, look
Text us at two oh eight from the two oh eight
Make me wanna relocate when I see your face
Damn, I don’t see a flaw on you
Your face prime on facetime when I call on you
Paul Bearer, killing hoes
Dem new jeans, I’m feeling those
And your feeling me, feeling free to let feelings flow
Go for it
Cuz you just want somebody that’ll hold you down
Let me be your paperweight
Your independent, papers straight
Nice whip and got a place to stay
Cook good, look good
You’re a ace of spades
Look at the card I was dealt
My heart in your hand is a heartfelt
You came out the sky like a sun goddess
Just to make hearts melt
Corny but real, my attempt at being poetic
Trying to keep it all good with you, which is good with me
And go aesthetic
I’m way more than into you
Thinking all these thoughts about just getting into you
While I’m sitting here in this living room
Just missing you
Looking at the clock like, damn…
It’s 2 AM
And I miss you more than ever, more than ever
My thoughts will sway from your body
And I might be yours forever, yours forever
Look
I met you down in Supper Club and now I be hitting you like wassup with blood
And now them cold nights ain’t right unless I’m with you and you bundle up, look
I love how you always keep it kosher
Incense on the table, random books be on the sofa
What you reading, what you got on your mind this evening?
I know your job is a stresser and that boosie bitch you work with don’t ever
make it no better but
FTB, you know I blow weed
Let’s get high and fuck all night
You got that shit that people die for
Hop out that whip at night and fuck and slide forward
And it’s all mine though, chose you and hella hoes on my line though
I’m addicted like your albino
And when I’m behind though
It’s a drug, I don’t need rehab I need re-ups
Everything about you’s rare we got that shit we don’t see much on me…
You’ll do 100 just to come and see me
Drive it like it’s stolen, yea
I’d do the same for you, girl please believe me
Rolling, you can count on me
You can count on me