2AM

As I get closer to the stairways, all I hear
And then I hear my baby's voice in my ear, screaming out

Ayy
Two AM and I'm live, I just left out the club with the gang
And a high yellow bitch that's real thick in the thighs
You know me, I be shootin' my shot
When I got the lil' bitch, I wadn't even surprised
In the club, I look deep in her eyes
Said, You comin' wit' me, if you wit' it, let's ride
Got a text: When you comin' inside?
Off the liquor, didn't know what to say, so I lied
I text back like I'm late at the stu', tryna cook somethin' new, it's just me and the guys
She text: Mm, I ain't even reply
Then I rolled up a wood while I dripped on their thighs
Start to kissin' her neck, know this bitch feelin' high
Ain't gon' lie, shit, her pussy and head kinda fie
Into that [?] somewhere off thirty-five
Fuck her good then rolled over, said: Wake me in five
Gotta piss, I wake up, man, it's six thirty-nine
Outta time, now I'm on the highway and I'm flyin'
Look at my phone, not a soul on my line
Now I'm deep in my thoughts 'cause I'm knowin' she cryin'
I'm trippin', I'm tryna straighten out all the lies
'Cause I know if I sleep, it's gon' damage our ties
I done did it before, I can't do all this crime

It's two AM, I'm just getting in, about to check my message
No one has called but my homies and some bill collectors
Cellular rings, somebody wants to borrow money
I two-way her, she don't hit me back, something is funny

She gon' ask where I was
I'ma answer: What time?
Where was you around three?
I think I was outside
But you told me the stu'?
We got through at like five
But it's seven
Shit, Dion had asked for a ride
Now I got it together, I pull up outside
It's three cars in this lot, and one of 'em ain't mine
Now I'm clutchin', I unlock the door, creep inside
I hear thumpin' upstairs, so I cock the bitch quiet
Hit the top of the stairs, think I hear my girl cryin'
Now I'm thinkin', Should I kick the door in and kill everything in it except for what's mine?
I don't know, but now I'm at the door
And she screamin': Go deeper, he tell her: Be quiet
I walk in, tell the bitch that she wilin'
Tell the nigga he move, then it's 'boutta go down
Tell 'em both to shut up and don't even make a sound
She said: But
I said: Shut the fuck up and lay down
Next person move, I'ma let off a round
Now I'm pacin', I'm tryna see how I'm gettin' down
If I kill 'em both, then that make me a clown
Mama told me don't trust 'em, but look at me now
One in the chamber, two face on the ground
Got me like: Should I leave or just burn this bitch down?
I wake up, it's a dream, I'm outside of my house

It's two AM, I'm just getting in, about to check my message
No one has called but my homies and some bill collectors
Cellular rings, somebody wants to borrow money
I two-way her, she don't hit me back, something is funny