Half Of Me

[Verse 1]
You want the calls, not commitment
You want the fight, not forgiveness
You say you love me, then distance
Left on read, then you miss this
You want the pain, not the healing
You want the bed, not the feelings
Tell me you’re mine, then you’re leaving
Come back drunk, start repeating
“Why you so cold, who you texting?”
Same routine, same questions
You want my truth, just selective
Cut the parts that feel expensive
[Chorus]
You want half of me, not the whole thing
Got me fucked up, caught in your orbit
You don't want me free, that's the problem
Say I’m yours, but you move so godless
You want half of me, keep the rest chained
Say I’m all you need, but you love games
You don't want me gone, but you won’t change
Toxic love, and I’m still in your frame
[Rap]
You say, “Do you love me?” I say, “Sometimes”
You say, “Who you talking to?” I say, “No one online”
You dig deep in my phone like a crime scene, fine
But if I ask where you been, you say I crossed the line
You want date nights, late nights, my location on
You want sweet lies, screenshots when I get it wrong
You want my body on tap like a fuckin’ song
On repeat, new week, same bitter tongue
You don’t want titles, but you want control
You don’t want labels, but you want my soul
You don’t want kids, but you talk ’bout home
You don’t want rings, but you hate me alone
You call me “baby” when you’re bored and drunk
Then call me “psycho” when I call your bluff
You hate my exes, you hate my DMs
But you keep your options, that’s fucked up, yeah
You say, “I’m not yours, but you’re mine though”
Told me, “Act right, keep your eyes closed”
If I ever move on, you’d go psycho
You’d burn this whole thing down, that’s spiteful
Still I’m here, back and forth like a bad habit
Every time you hit my line, I go back at it
You’re a car crash, and I’m still rubbernecking
Love you like a dumb fuck, no second guessing
[Chorus]
You want half of me, not the whole thing
Got me fucked up, caught in your orbit
You don't want me free, that's the problem
Say I’m yours, but you move so godless
You want half of me, keep the rest chained
Say I’m all you need, but you love games
You don't want me gone, but you won’t change
Toxic love, and I’m still in your frame

rap, Moody London rap beat, swung drums and brooding bassline under male vocals. Verses stay conversational and gritty, intimate room reverb and muted keys. Chorus widens with layered hooks and airy pads, ad-libs tucked behind the lead. Final rap pushes the energy, double-time pockets and ad-lib echoes, kick and bass hitting harder for a tense, hypnotic climax.