Lyrics Love Is - A.Deshawn

How many times that i done
Seen all ya little posts
Talking bout what you want
But im not what you want
Does it make sense that I exhibit
The characteristics of that exact image
That you were picturing in quotes
So it seems like a joke
Want a nigga that vote and aint broke
Rockin a solid gold cuban link rope
And he knows
How to express every emotional mode
With a stroke that shake ya body like thunder
Strike ya like lightening bolts
With a roll, so you go shopping for clothes
And manicure for your toes
And he dont ever leave ya side go wherever you go
Strike a pose every post, making toasts
Make it known that your relationship closer than most
From the gulf to the west even stretch to east coast
Its a mess when you home but perfected ya show
He neglecting ya goals, disrespecting ya soul
Don't connect with the kids or the rest of yo folks

If you wit me then be wit me until the grave
Livin out our days outta space
In our place far away with no hate in our face
While we raise our babes
As we bathe in the rays of everlasting sunshine
Its gone rain sometimes
Feelin pain sometimes
Closest kin gettin sick
Broke and rent coming quick
Never switch thin or thick
Ya mama said that it be days like this
But just wait right quick
Put our minds to the grind and we made life flip
Dont give a fuck about who purchasing shit
When that adversity hit
You need a person that wont quit
At the slightest hint that a storm is amidst
Keeping you calm and content
Together harnessing strength
No matter who you are the darkness will hit
You better search for you a partnership
Thats harder than brick
When them pics lookin dark
And ya audience diss
You got a rider that was there from the start
And his gift was his heart and his grit
You might argue, get pissed
But regardless you stick
With whos loyal and risking it all
To present you with all that you wish
Give the shirt off his back if its all you can fit
Give his all for the kids
And not all of em his
But yes all of em is
And they all love him fiercely
Stood tall and he brought wit him all you was missing
But this one you broads would be dissing
I call it a sympton of lost in ya insta book blogger snap twitter

And thats a muthafuckin soldier marchin for his

Dont get it twisted they all ain't equipped

Usually aint in em, just talk like it is