Guard Up

[Verse 1]
Hit me up at 2 a.m.
I shoulda let that shit ring
Thumb hover on your name
like I don’t know what that mean
You sweet-talk on that screen
I done heard it all before
Last love left me bleeding
still mopping up the floor
You say you “different”
yeah, they all say that
Pretty words, pretty lies
same playbook, same trap
Got your hand on my waist
tryna slip past my past
But my chest still cracked
and I’m guarding what’s left
[Chorus]
Got my guard up
way the fuck up
Heart iced out
you don’t get in that much
You can touch this body
you can’t touch my trust
You can fuck my mind
you can’t fuck my love
Got my guard up
I don’t need your “us”
Last one did me dirty
turned my soft to rust
You can stay tonight
you can’t stay in my blood
Yeah, I like your face
but I don’t do love (nah)
[Verse 2]
You ask me what I’m scared of
I just laugh, take a drag
Said I’m scared of wasting years
on another pretty flag
Said I’m scared of calling “home”
then it all burns black
So I keep my shoes on
never fully unpacked
You want the real me?
She’s in pieces on the shelf
Ex still in my inbox
like a ghost of myself
So don’t say forever
when you drunk off my taste
I’m a good-time demon
not your saving grace (yeah)
[Chorus]
Got my guard up
way the fuck up
Heart iced out
you don’t get in that much
You can touch this body
you can’t touch my trust
You can fuck my mind
you can’t fuck my love
Got my guard up
I don’t need your “us”
Last one did me filthy
turned my bloom to dust
You can ride this high
you can’t ride my blood
Yeah, you feel like home
but I don’t do love (nah)
[Bridge]
Sip slow
eyes low
You say “let it go”
I say “hell no”
I’m still stitched
by the last bitch
You want access?
Read the damage list (yeah)
[Chorus]
Got my guard up
way the fuck up
Heart iced out
you don’t get in that much
You can touch this body
you can’t touch my trust
You can fuck my mind
you can’t fuck my love
Got my guard up
I don’t need your “us”
Last one left me shattered
I’m done with that stuff
You can stay tonight
you can’t stay in my blood
Yeah, we feel too close
but I don’t do love (never)

rap, Trap-soul R&B with female vocals; murky pads, filtered keys, and heavy 808s locking in with skittering hi-hats. Verses stay intimate and close-mic’d, compressed breaths and ad-libs curling around the beat. Chorus opens with hypnotic stacked harmonies, sub shaking the floor, snares snapping harder. Subtle pitch-shifted backing vox on hooks; bridge strips to bass and vocal, then everything slams back in for the final chorus., hypnotic, soul, female vocals, r&b