Valorous Love

Its bout 12:58, in the capri from 88 Snacks and rubber run after that round 8 Pull up, gas station off the highway Pacing through the aisle, everything look like it taste Like every craving that we needing, grabbing shit like it's a race Reach in the cooler for a element lemonade A ocean spray, and a bottle of cheap chardonnay You holla bae, ima get you drunk and wear that ass out I said oh yeah, you say yeah I said let me find out, we get to laughing, jocin and shit Yo hand on my booty We started moving to the front of the store Some niggas intruded All I see was a big strap,quick push yo ass back Said bae be quiet, we crept silent My heart was on attack I said bae, what we gon do if that nigga come back here He lifted up his shirt, big 40 behind his belt Right at the moment heard footsteps coming pass I said shit, slide my hand in his pants and grabbed the strap He jecked it from me quick and said Give me that, I got this shit just make sure you watch my back Next thing you know, we heard a bag a chips rattling Then the sound of the footsteps started heading back again Sigh of relief, we ain't really got the time for that Tryna get back to the crib, eat our snacks and reconnect That's when I heard the door slam I said I think them niggas gone You said I shole hope so, I'm ready to getchu home Even in this moment, all I wanted was more of you Was glad that we had each other, I just wanted to protect you Then take that ass home and repossess you Getchu back in that bedroom, re undress You Then put this dick back in your soul, re bless you I said alright alright bae I get, come on let's go It's been long enough now, them niggas should be gone We started walking out the clerk said, hay hold on We looked back at him Then we both looked down Said oh shit, then bae left 20 on the counter He said you can keep the change Then we walked right out To the whip straight home shoulda stayed the house Baby come ride with me to the store real quick Play yo new shit and just adorn this bliss Box the ride, boxing clouds of purple chem Dawg you my dawg, dawg you my dawg Mikey and Mallory shit Vibing to track 3 Woop woop, light blink I'm like f*ck, really You tucked the strap in the seat Now I'm really just drove, cuz I know it smell like weed I pulled over quick, the Cop approaches me License and registration Proof of insurance please I said, it's in the glove, is it okay to reach I handed him all my shit, and asked What's the problem He said investigating a robbery Where you coming from I told him we was just there, we had to hide in the back He said, then you just left I look at him and said yes He said sit tight, be right back I guess he ain't smell the pack You reached over and held my hand til the piggy came back He handed me all my shit, and said have a safe night Be careful out here guys, you could've died tonight We both looked at him, with disconcerting looks Pink pussy nigga going by the kkk book We took our time to pull off, let the piggy go first You said well this quick run couldn't get any worse I knocked twice on the dash Drove home real slow, you squeezed my thigh tight and said, you my rider tho You want grab the strap What the f*ck you was gon do, shoot them niggas bae It was either them or me and you And we got shit to do, so f*ck, nigga yeah I know you got it bae but it was just a reflex You kno where we from I ain't ready to go yet Niggas tweaking to catch us slippin, get us in a death trap We ain't having that Gotta get the f*ck Take a vacay, to Santa Fe Then ride to Bolivia Just feel the rush of just us The energy of our presence, is enough It's just right, not too little or too much We finally made it home Thank ya lawd, we safe Made love til we fell asleep What a valorous day