This is a song about "Intense love for you"

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

Materialize her love for one who doesn't care, i hope that you are aware

I love you baby, daddys gotta go, it's time for daddy to go to rest

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

You didnt do it for love you did it dause you grew a bone

But he ain't beggin' for itand you can't love it you can

Gucci mane i run the land from africa to pakistan

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

I think you never heard the intense but it aint sexuall it's hate i aint rapping for the money

The love i had for you since day one has definately grown,

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

You got love for hov? man, you got love for hoes

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes