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ROLLIN N CONTROLLIN, Pt.2 (PICTURE ME)

“Found Your Love” is all about that intense, almost obsessive kind of love where you feel like you’re the only one who truly understands and completes the other person. The lyrics express deep passion and confidence in the relationship, with a sense of possession, like no one else could ever compare. There’s a mix of devotion and defiance, as if saying, “Good luck finding someone better than me.”

It captures that feeling of being so deeply in love that you hold onto the person tightly, almost daring them to try and replace you. The song could have a mix of vulnerability and strength, vulnerability in the fear of losing them, but strength in knowing how much you bring to the relationship.

-Mai

Found Your Love

I'm only here for a limited time;
Ain't got the time to play around;
I'm switching gears in the fast lane till my gas tank is emptied out;
Until the wheels fall off;
I'm riding till the wheels fall;
I'm riding till the wheels fall;
I'm riding till the wheels fall;
I'm riding till the wheels fall;


This here for my nigga's that chose college instead of posting on the block;
On that presidential like the coat that's on Barack;
We gotta long way to go although the hustle never stops;
They selling rocks so they can shop we devising plots to own the shop;
They parking lot pimping dog my intentions to own the lot though;
I'm planting seeds my enemies pray they do not grow;
Be not deceived they sowing weeds but we do not choke;
Spitting that gospel, soup for the soul you know gazpacho;
God is in me, me Apollo! Ain't nothing really impossible;
I'm like a breath of fresh air better fill your nostrils;
Feel that iron in my palm like Yeshua's own metacarpal;
Pen is mightier than the sword still implore you to keep the glock;
For the family draw on foes like Picasso & Basquiat;
Unh, crop circles need Godly vision to see the signs;
They got us living in the dark it's not how we designed;
When you been living in the dark a spark could leave you blind;
Open up your heart & free your mind my nigga;
I tell em open up your heart & free your mind;

I'm only here for a limited time;
Ain't got the time to play around;
I'm switching gears in the fast lane till my gas tank is emptied out;
Until the wheels fall off;
I'm riding till the wheels fall;
I'm riding till the wheels fall;
I'm riding till the wheels fall;
I'm riding till the wheels fall;

Imaginary players spend all they pay for a chance to;
Stunt on neighbors & perpetrate delusions of grandeur;
Bunch status symbols without no status you nincompoop;
Is what you spewing my flow is more like cadenzas; 
And crescendos. I seen my father slaving boss played him like Nintendo;
Still he paved the way so ain't no way that I intend to, fall back;
Every time they knock him down he found a way to crawl back;
Have no fear I rhyme for peers who have no gear to floss in;
Haitian cat them haters asking "Why he young & bossing?”
Nigga, I need a raise; its hard for them to get me off of they minds like micro braids;
They heated too, transform the booth into a microwave;
Ain't it strange they entertained when we moving backwards like Michael J;
We shake & bake turn beef to steaks the Haitian Bobby Flay;
Wifey in the kitchen baking chicken thick as Rachel Ray;
Everyday I wake is a present it’s always Christmas Day;

I'm only here for a limited time;
Ain't got the time to play around;
I'm switching gears in the fast lane till my gas tank is emptied out;
Until the wheels fall off;
I'm riding till the wheels fall;
I'm riding till the wheels fall;
I'm riding till the wheels fall;
I'm riding till the wheels fall;

This here for my dealers that's on the curb;
Hitting licks & pushing herb;
Off in the cut with cups of Hen & chasing them with Steel Reserve;
Taught me that body language is more important than spoken word;
Tempted to join the sales division, but my mission was the burbs;
Brand new Beamer two seater with mamasita's bending curves gleaming;
Until I saw my patnas momma on the curb fiendin;
Mini skirt leaning, can’t she see its hurting him;
Praying Father show her grace;
Won't go to church they know her face;
And I got Champagne taste, pops they said I'd be a failure;
On that money train but won't let anything derail us;
Praying that I will flourish till I lay under Azaleas;
Freedom is in ya mind so ain't no way for them to jail us;
Reminiscing bout the hustlers life & how it's so appealing;
It ain't a secret, reaching for meaning weight above the ceiling;
Niggas shaking hands but damn they eyes are so revealing;
Trying to leave a path that's paved;
So all my people find a way;
Straight!

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