

Prompt / Lyrics
[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)
Tags
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
2:55
No
3/12/2026