Love

Feeling ya flesh feeling ya soul
It never gets old I'm in my zone
You turn this house into a home
While I'm grinding to make my money long
Multiple sources of income and then some
I don't like to spend none
I'm tryna retire by the time I'm forty shorty
How else is that gonna get done
The love of money not greed
I need it yes indeed
My eyes bleed cause I'm not sleeping
Not for a second tryna come up with a method
To get it this game like Tetris
I'm playing I'm slaying any beat that come in my way
But, music don't get me paid
That's why I had to find another trade
So that I could escape from that place of hate
You know working for the man now I am the man
Enough about money back to your honey complexion
Swear you perfection, yeah you a blessing
Yeah I'm caressing your skin
This goes deep I'm talking about levels within
I could never pretend
Realism in my veins like venom
I know I'm sinning but It feel like I'm wining
You grinning, I know that I can make you smile
It don't take a while Lets make a child
Walk down the aisle maybe I'm talking wild
Yeah, I know you like my style
I freestyle that means I don't got to write
I just recite off the top and I hope you like
Yeah, we gonna have a good night
Yeah, you know I'm gonna hold you tight
Yeah, but first past me the light



Credits
Writer(s): Barry Slade
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