That's Not Luv

[Hook] That’s not love That’s not love That’s not love Not real true love [Verse 1 - Trae] Chea, I woke up this morning feeling the world forgot about me But then I remembered I’m the streets, it ain’t no life without me Now what they really know about me? other than the fact I’m a asshole And it’s death for any bitch tryna take it up out me I’m in the game so tell them niggers I’mma leave with somethin’ I’m half an hour pass my patience, bitch I’m needing some I eat niggers up like they dinner, digest ‘em and shit ‘em out And re-direct them to the classes of a new beginner They say I never cheer (why), I don’t associate myself with other packs of gorillas That see that they miss the real So understand before I loose, I swear to leave ‘em sicker than… When they heard the news, that ain’t love, damn [Hook & (Lil Wayne)] That’s not love That’s not love (yeahhh, ay Trae I got you) That’s not love (and I’m still poured up baby) Not real true love (just pray for me sweetheart, yeah) [Verse 2 - Lil Wayne] Snakes in the grass, so I stay on the pavement Survived the battle when Adam was a cavemen And dead animals and dead men I’m all in and my only friend is Amen Keep your mouth closed, you wanna know why you die? The answer’s right under your nose And in the game I don’t sleep, in the game I don’t cheat I just play my position, get MVP I just gon’ wipe the dishes till they spot-free Trae you can count on me like 1, 2, 3 Keep my business in my pocket, never wash with bleach And I never show my hand, not even to me If that ain’t love [Hook] [Verse 3 - Trae] They been questioning if this real, well bitch I’m here to answer I’m on that shit that hit your life in last stages of cancer A couple decades of head is what your mind is on There ain’t no keeping up with me, I’m in a different time zone If I don’t rap, I’mma trap, if I don’t trap, I’mma slap the clip in F8 And get like Busta Rhymes and make it clap Yeah they told you I’m gangster, fuck what you talking about Ain’t no rapper gon’ have your body, see your spirit walking out I’m so Houston homie, AB and speak for itself When I speak, please shut the fuck up cause I ain’t speaking for him Uh, they saying Trae back in that zone Tell them motherfuckers they weren’t wrong Nigga fuck love, shit [Hook]