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Young Love

 

Young Love

(album: The Headspace Traveler - 2016)


Just me and you and a $20 bill
Some cheap wine and a dirty hotel
We on the road and we roll so well
Always order to go, can't compose ourselves
Young Love, your momma wasn't proud
Your pops almost shot me running out of the house
He knew we got down, down, we got down
When I stumbled out your blouse bubblegum on my mouth
We on the interstate now no luck for miles
... Nothing but us around
Catch shade from the sun every once in awhile
I hate how we struggle but I love how you smile
So as long as we together, we forever
Even the preacher couldn't pray for nothing better
I swear to God, God. Take your sweater off
Let me heat you up, I'll eat chu up and get you off
Turn the television off, I just wanna talk
I just wanna say everything will be okay
Even when the dinner plate got nothing but scraps
We gone keep on hustling until we get a fucking break, eh
Please believe that
There's nothing in the world that will stop young love

Ooo, don't question what you feel when you know it's real
Your heart will take you where you need to be, my love
I know you're scared to listen to the way you feel
Remember you don't stand alone, you don't stand alone no

... Real deal, real love
No lies when you riding on the rug
No sleep when you trying to get a mill
Might sell my soul if the devil make a deal
18 // Big dreams
Me and my lady the next King and Queen
But there's so much going on in between...
I don't know if I'ma be the pawn or the king
Shit is deep. You chasing dreams? Take a seat
You and me both on the ropes it seems
No room for the youth in the future still?
Too young for a job but old enough to kill
My lady on the pill, cause the world ain't ready
For another brown baby born revolutionary
I wanna marry this girl
No money for a ring so ima stick up the world
... Cause I gotta get the funds
For a nice car, big house, backyard, front lawn
She say she don't need it but it's what they all want
Stay American Dreaming until the gas won't pump
Remember when we first made love?
Remember when the checks ain't come?
Afraid to go home cause you got laid off
And my hustle wasn't working so I got a day job
Life is hard, especially when we on our own
But it's nothing when you love her, you together grow
Through it all I just wanna make it work
Trying to take flight before they put us in the dirt
Forreal
I feel like the youth gotta fight for our lives right now
But they ain't gon stop us
Cause they can't stop love
And even though every day it seems like life is getting harder
If I had to put my money on anything
I'd put my money on the future
Young love...

Don't question what you feel when you know it's real
Your heart will take you where you need to be, my love
I know you're scared to listen to the way you feel
Remember you don't stand alone, you don't stand alone no

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