Verse 1
You move like loose change in the pocket of time,
Little notes, little looks, all stacking in line.
A glance worth a dollar, your laugh worth ten,
Keep adding to the jar, I don’t need to pretend.
You don’t throw it all at once, nah, you drip it in slow,
But the weight of your gestures make the balance show.
I’m invested in the build, I ain’t keeping score,
Every small contribution only make me want more.
You don’t even notice what you give away,
But girl, it accumulates every single day.

Hook
Tip jar, fill it up with your signs,
Little tokens of your touch in the corners of time.
No rush, girl, I know what they are,
I’m patient for the treasure in your tip jar.

Verse 2
Your smile’s like a coin drop, sound rich on arrival,
Your hand on my arm feels like survival.
Not flashy, not staged, just a subtle score,
Every cent that you spend keep me coming back for more.
You ain’t gotta overstate, I can read the intent,
Every quiet donation worth more than you meant.
I ain’t chasing jackpots, nah, that ain’t who I are,
I’m steady with the build  girl, I value tip jars.
You don’t even notice what you give away,
But girl, it accumulates every single day.

Hook
Tip jar, fill it up with your signs,
Little tokens of your touch in the corners of time.
No rush, girl, I know what they are,
I’m patient for the treasure in your tip jar.

Verse 3 
See, I ain’t never begged for it, I just let it accrue,
Every nod, every smile, girl, the credit is due.
From the side-eye glances to the quiet remarks,
You been funding my spirit, leaving prints in the dark.
I’m not counting by the dollar, I’m counting the feel,
Every gesture that you make is a part of the deal.
It’s the value in the subtle, not the flash or the show,
The investment that you give when you think I don’t know.
Little touches add weight, girl, they stack like gold,
From the brush of your hand to the secrets you hold.
I don’t gamble on the loud, nah, I play where it’s smart,
And your change turn to fortune in the tip jar of my heart.
Patience ain’t weakness, it’s a stance I defend,
I know steady contributions bring a wealth in the end.
So I don’t rush the count, nah, I let it be clear,
What you pay in the small makes the big appear.

Hook
Tip jar  fill it up with your signs 
Little tokens of your touch in the corners of time 
No rush , girl, I know what they are 
I’m patient for the treasure in your tip jar 

Tip Jar

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