Make Em Love Me

Look

Before we got to where we are I made em love me first

That typa love that can't be given until that shits earned

The kind of love that makes your actions reality words

First had their ears now have their heart this life like a blur

You know boy I'm a grove boy I'm not from the burbs

Where most of the time discussions don't end with their words

I had to leave that shit behind but I left on my terms

Contractual agreements always end up on my terms

Cause every time I up the numbers handshake confirmed