2wice203 - 2 and a half (feat. Zaya!!) Lyrics

I just wanted a phone call I just wanted to hear my phone ring
Don't tell you how I feel, but if you ask, I say I'm rollin
I cut the pill, I wasn't depressed enough to take the whole thing
You know me, I'ma vent on every song slowly

Holy, my heart out my chest, I feel my soul leave
Baby, your love like a xan bar, I'm scared to OD
You say you this, that, this, that, you gone have to show me
Right now I'm ridin' round, roll off two and a half, that perky split

Baby, where you been? Let me know, I don't know where you went
I done sang a thousand songs for ya, you know I'm legit
I know I took you for a granted, that's on me, that's what I get
Baby, I got what came to me, but you can still stay with me

Don't leave, cause that's lame to me, I rap, I know Dae with me
I lash out on everybody, I just wanna aim bullets
Don't try to test my gangsta, lose your life, you think I can't pull it
I don't even need no mask, I'm broad day, hop out in a gray hoodie

I got choppas in the backseat, I hop out with a K fully
They just sit and talk on Instagram, but I know they ain't bullies
Man, just trust, I know the real you, man, y'all be straight...
I gotta mind my words, I'm changed by the money, I say that with honor

I'm really double R, but I ain't talkin' bout
He got a sentence for that stick up, he ain't even get no commas
I have some black inside that white, yeah, it look like Obama
No, I'mma up my thumper, he playin', I'mma rob him

I don't even like watchin' Kevin Durant, cause I never left my thunder
I don't even watch Adam 22, cause I shoot without no jumper
I don't even like listenin' to 50 Cent, cause I always be a hunnid
Ooh, I'mma pull up, I'mma pull up, I'mma spark him

Dissin on my gang you gon' wind up in the garden
Pull up, like a fam me and 2wice, we gon' spark him
Hit him in his chest, yeah, we had a Tony Stark him
Ooh, I want my squad, ooh, I want my ride

Me and my lil' brother undercover like a spy
Me and all the others, I ain't nothin' like you guys
Pull up with them cutters, we gon' cut you with a 9
Feelin' just like I just had some sand on my God

Lil' bruh, I can't recover cause we got on boxes
Bruh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
I don't want you
Even though you want me, I don't want you

They gon' pull up on me, I don't want you
I lash out on everybody, I just wanna aim, bullets
Don't try to test my gangsta, to lose your life, you think I can't pull it
I don't even need no mask, im broad day, hop out in a gray hoodie

I got choppas in the backseat, I hop out with a K-Foolie
They just sit and talk on Instagram, but I know they ain't bullies
Man, just trust I know the real you, man, y'all be straight