Love Shows Up

Love shows up, when your brains fucked up You need love not luck to pick yourself back up You need love not lust to pick yourself back up I'm back at home Yet I feel out of place No matter where I go my thoughts are still the race When I sit down to write They pick up the pace Pick up the pace Look My debt is in tuition The admission Steady got me trippen Taught me intiution Got me on a mission Steady got me sippen I wanna make a million (Ya) I just let my mind shine hope ya feel it lowkey For too damn long man you didn't know me The musics therapy, God's gift to me And the more that Unrap, well the more I can see Well, F*ck these thoughts, but I need em To fully understand I cooperate with demons Learn the motives Find the weakness Good things come from a night so sleepless Lifted and twisted, I'm gifted The thing that I'm missin, takes years of existence And wishing, and losing, to find That's love The one drug of which I can't get enough Love shows up when your brains fucked up You need love not luck, to pick yourself back up I'm overthinking over almost everything I'm over blinking missing everything I do not want to miss nothin I take my chance and I'm gonna run (bitch) Lose my mind Wondering why All my highs Are supplied By the nights Filled with lies Guess it's fine On my grind What I find For the time I don't mind I don't mind Getting lost in your eyes (Yeah) Well, F*ck these thots, but I need em To fully understand I co operate with demons Learn her motives, find the meaning Good things come from our nights so sleepless Liften and twisten, she's gifted The thing that we're missing takes years of existence And wishing, And losing, to find That's love The one drug of which we can't get enough Love shows up Love shows up, when's ya brains fucked up You need love not luck, to pick yourself back up I'm back at home, yet I feel outta place Thoughts are still in the race