Talk To Me

Rolex Rasathy:
It's been a couple days
And I know I'm being aloof
I got lot on my plate
And I think the same's with you
So I'm doing my own thing
And I’m letting the phone ring
Cuz I know that hotline bling
But I don't know what it means

I'm getting in my head
Though I want you in my bed
But we're ignoring instead
So imma go ahead with
My life
I admire you but
I don't know what this is
Let's just get lit

You start out with some line
Of how much you've been through
You're not tryna get right back in something new
I've heard it
Baby just save it
You pull up to me late when I'm up in your hood
You go right outta space but tell me that you’re good
Why you lyin
You're barely even tryin

But time is going past me
You’re thinkin bout your family
Boy I get it
Why can’t you just say it?
I'm not no telepathic
But I sense all the static
Boy I’ve had it
I'm not mad but find it really sad that you can't

Talk to me
I know that I'm part of your fantasy
Why you tryna push me away?
I'm just tryna pick your brain
Even though
You can't fool me, cuz deep down I know
You care for me
So
Why should you hesitate?
Baby just say it

Shayan:
I got a lotta thoughts but I don’t know if it’s
Relevant
But you promised me you was the medicine
Then why do every inch of you
Just put me out my element?
But then again
I tend to skip on all the checks before I let em in
Ripped up my questionnaire and marked you off as heavensent
Miss president, nation of one, I voted, miss, I’m your pet
But this uneasy feeling is oddly reminiscent
Like the calm before the storm it ravages my tenement
Give a fuck about my sentiment
92 born but I feel like I’m

Ten again
The depression is fresh again, it’s settlin
Every step I take feel criminal
And maybe you should get the credit for this
Shell I’m in, arrive like a river
Leave my ass behind like sediment
Leave my ass singing “Delicate”
I’m trying not to look truth in the eye
Though that shit’s evident
I’m sure these boys you’re bumpin snow with every night just brethren
I kinda have a clue why you went from giving to hesitant
But it’s overkill, and I find it really sad

Rolex Rasathy:
I find it really sad that you can't
Talk to me
I know that I'm part of your fantasy
Why you tryna push me away?
I'm just tryna pick your brain
Even though
You can't fool me, cuz deep down I know
You care for me
So
Why should you hesitate?
Baby just say it

Shayan:
Aah
Haha! How the fuck should I relax?
Metaphorical knives and literal boots on my back
Derailed my train of thought, now anxiety’s on the track
Clean for a year, now my friends call me Mr. 20-pack
Threw a fucking bash, didn’t tell me where the party’s at
Zip up my trust, send it away in a body bag
It’s such a drag when I get my ass swept off by the benevolent
The early benevolent, shame I still mistake it for intelligent

Used to have a smile that felt innocent, now it’s mostly menacing
Can’t remember a thing, but that scream, that shit was deafening
But how can I learn my lesson if, I still keep my ears open for that resonance
In spite of what my brother says
That shit will be my reckoning
So excuse me if I stay away from that cake if that shit gone bad
But if you ever need me, here’s a number you can call me at
9-2-fuck-you, now you can figure how to dial that

Rolex Rasathy:
Talk to me
I know that I'm part of your fantasy
Why you tryna push me away?
I'm just tryna pick your brain
Even though
You can't fool me, cuz deep down I know
You care for me
So
Why should you hesitate?
Baby just say it