

Prompt / Lyrics
(Hook) I give my time, ’cause that’s how I show I’m here Speak life in my words, make sure my message clear I do what I can, not just what I say I’ll do Put hands on your back when life leanin’ into you And when I give, it’s never just things I bought — It’s love with a purpose, not love that you caught That’s the way I love — in all five forms Even when I’m tired, I still bring warmth I don’t need nothin’ fancy, just moments that stay A couple hours with my daughters would silence my day No phones, no rush — just presence, just peace That kind of time don’t cost, but it feel like a feast And I talk love fluent — not loud, but deep Say “I’m proud of you,” often, not just when it’s sweet ’Cause I know how it feel to hear nothin’ at all So I make sure my words be a cushion when you fall ⸻ (Verse 2 ) I don’t wait to be asked — if it’s broke, I fix Show love in the little things most folks miss From makin’ the plate to holdin’ the door To rubbin’ your back when your body feels sore I ain’t afraid to reach, to hold, to stay My touch say what my voice sometimes won’t say A hug after hell, or a kiss through the fight My fingers got memory — they know when to write ⸻ (Verse 3) I don’t gift for applause, I gift from my soul Every token I give got a story I hold A note in the bag, or a frame from the past Not about the price — it’s the moment that lasts I give what I wish I had comin’ up A chance to feel seen, and a reason to trust So if my love ain’t wrapped the way others expect It’s still whole, still real, still full of respect To my kids— I know time ain’t always on our side, but my love don’t clock out, it don’t hide. Every missed moment just adds to the fire, And when I hold you again, it’ll stretch higher than time ever could. To the woman walkin’ with me — You’ll never have to question if I care. Not ‘cause I say it loud, but ‘cause I prove it quiet. In the ways I show up, in the ways I stay. In the way I love you like you’ve always been safe. To the world — This ain’t soft, it’s sacred. And it’s real. This the way I love. No mask, no middleman… Just me. Still standin’. Still givin’. Still here.
Tags
rap, trap soul
3:51
No
8/31/2025