2 and a half (feat. Zaya!!)

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