"Yeah, it's two in the morning and I'm racing down the block now,
And I'm screaming out your name hoping that you wanna come out,
'Cause guess what,
'Cause I got two Henny bottles and I'm riding in that Benz Truck,
Good white shawty and I do it for my lil' bruv,
And they won't understand, this ain't what we had planned,
We don't ever make plans, we just fuck and hold hands,
Bitches on me, but I do not pay attention,
I'm staying late like you got me in detention,
And there ain't shit to do in this little hell,
So won't you make my night and get high as hell?
With me, with me?
'Cause I can't sleep, I can't sleep,
They don't believe, don't believe in me,
But you do for some reason,
And I swear that I just can't hide it,
But every time I talk it's silence,
On your carpet floors we get so violent,
Til your legs get sore and you can't stay silent,
And if my brothers need me then I'm slidin',
Diamonds wet, feel like Poseidon,
And I don't feel right when you're not beside me,
So if I go seek then girl, stop hiding."
{Cold Hart - 2am}
