2 A.M. - Rexx Life Raj, Will Fraker

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 cause 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

Cause 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