Late Night Voicemail

[Intro]
[whispered vocals]
Yeah
You reached me too late
Leave it at the tone
[Verse 1]
You call my phone at 2 AM
Say you hate me then you love me in the same breath
Screenshots, long texts, I can’t read that
But I hear the hurt hiding where your laugh at
Half-drunk truth spilling on the speaker
Talking like I’m there but I’m not beside ya
You say you miss the boy from the old days
But I grew up, you just froze in the old frame
[Chorus]
This feel like a late night voicemail
You saying everything you never say in daylight
Crying through the static on my line
Begging me to rewind, but we way past playbacks
This feel like a late night voicemail
You talk like you want me, you don’t even know me now
Every “sorry” echo in my head
But I already hit delete, yeah, I heard it all before
[Verse 2]
You list all the things that I did wrong
But skip the part where you cut deep with your own tongue
You blame the city, blame your friends, blame the heartbreak
Never took a second just to own what you helped break
I remember nights on the floor of your small place
Take-out on the counter, bills in a tall stack
You say you want that simple back, that small life
But you the one who walked out tryna chase the bright side
[Chorus]

rap, Moody trap ballad with male vocals and heavy autotune, half-time drums and deep sub bass. Sparse plucks and reversed piano in the verses, filtered and intimate. Chorus hits with wide pads, stacked harmonies, and a bright, detuned lead. Ad-libs tucked behind the main, with a final outro dropout to just vocal and reverb tail., hip hop