She don't gotta show off her beauty with sleek or long hair
I can see it in her daily with her sacred strong flare
Like a gleaming mermaid that's swimming through the pond spared
World wide her pearls strive to have our loving bond shared
She never sends me through the hassle of the voicemail
Just to connect with her passion, never let her voice fail
How I "Sprint" to her "Mobile" vibes, curate a moist spell
Through fire and desire, be at one to make the choice well
She be on the avenues
Of love vs savage news
Through raw and passive moves
With lavish grooves
Amongst the active dues
She have me "enter" scopes (Interscope Records) that will amaze me with her rapture path
To have me going "8 Miles" not "Shady" with her "Aftermath"
No need to direct her aura, no need to look her in her eyes
Heed the effect that's before her, needs to book her in the rise
To claiming her my true love the way that it's supposed to be
Her sacred flame throughout the game, she's known as the poetry
2018 - Kris Smith
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