[Intro]

Find My Love

(yeah) Find My Love

Its Young (Jacka)

I’m really tryna find my way

Shit, and I ain't afraid to talk about it No, I ain't afraid to talk about it

[Verse 1]

Its Young barely got it (Young barely got it)

Young barely making money but I swear on ROK I got it, I ain't stopping I ain't, I ain't afraid to tell you I been crying

I been driving down the road 2nd guessing on my life

I ain't prayed in a season Dear Lord I need some light (I need it) Thinking bout the future and I, think about the truth

Thinking bout the future baby, I don't wanna see the Noose

But I ain't gone Stop (I Won't)

Nah I never will quit, you know the fuckin Motto (Whats that)

My Nigga Never Trip ima, be alright

[Chorus]

But U Gotta Love You yeah

U Gotta Love You, Yeah

Its Young, U.G.L.Y still bust a nut in yo hoe U.G.L.Y I gotta get to the dough, but

U Gotta Love You, yeah

U Gotta Love You, Yeah

[Verse 2]

Thinking bout this chronic (Roll Dope)

Thinking bout a waste of money (Backpage)

Thinking bout some pussy (In a week)

400 wasn't nothin (Gaht Damn)

Yeah, I really did that

Knowing damn well Im tryna fix my gap (You Do) Knowing damn well I need all the cash, nigga

I be out this muh fucka straight tripping (Yeah)

I be out this muh fucka lane switching (Swook)

I be out this muh fucka straight Rippin, (Yes)

Roor Glass or the Mic, Ima kill it (Doogie)

Fuck the fame but on Dame, I need digits (thats on lenox) Calabas, cigarettes and a vision (Thats on Jack)

K-town for the now and Im living (Thats on ROK) Somehow from The Noke ima get it, trust

[Chorus]

But U Gotta Love You yeah

U Gotta Love You, Yeah

Its Young, U.G.L.Y still bust a nut in yo hoe U.G.L.Y I gotta get to the dough, but

U Gotta Love You, yeah

U Gotta Love You, Yeah

[Verse 3]

These days 3rd verse is a stretch

But its weighing on my chest and I gotta get it off me Hopin that they never double cross me

Plotting on a loft while scheming on this money

And Im thinking bout my Pops

Thinking bout the love cuz the fam like a Rock

Thinking bout the foes and thinking that I'm got

Thinking bout these hoes and Im thinking that I'm shot, shit Hop skip I, pump up the volume seatbelt for safety

Sky High Im, staring out the window of this cabin

All I see is water, all I see is blue

All I see is God, all he see is you

And if before we crash hope I reach the truth

So many things undiscovered, whats inside of you