What Is Love
You don't really know what love is until you lost out
So many folk that had my heart they don't no more, got crossed out
Ain't no more we can talk bout
You turned yo back I was on my ass while you was flossed out
I was on my knees, now you on yo ass and ima Boss now
Crazy how the tables turn
The best thing bout being hard headed, when you play you learn
The addiction of being a hustler is when you chase, you earn
But I ain't chasing shxt but money that's gon make me rich
Don't make money, won't make no sense
Cus niggas outchea wasting time
Tryna get paper to help my brutha that's facing time
I got some niggas up that road that ain't placing bond
Feel like the game is open, ain't no choice but make it mine
My mama tell me take my time cus they can't touch you for sh*t
The only time that you let up is when you f*ckin a bxtch
Tell them niggas bring that smoke cus we ain't ducking from sh*t
An even if she show you love still can't trust ina b*tch
Okay then, ohh please ohh please make worth outta my sacrifice
Goin hard for blood around me, praying to the afterlife
Make when sure when you hear my story, make sure to see the caption
These words I sing wayy deeper than rappin
You don't understand what love is, until you lossed it
Go hard as a b*tch, but wit my heart I take caution
Split personalities, one day bool next day I'm thugged out
But now I gotta watch my road cus i gotta son now
You don't understand what love is
You don't understand what love is...
You don't understand what love is, No
You don't understand what love is
So many folk that had my heart they don't no more, got crossed out
Ain't no more we can talk bout
You turned yo back I was on my ass while you was flossed out
I was on my knees, now you on yo ass and ima Boss now
Crazy how the tables turn
The best thing bout being hard headed, when you play you learn
The addiction of being a hustler is when you chase, you earn
But I ain't chasing shxt but money that's gon make me rich
Don't make money, won't make no sense
Cus niggas outchea wasting time
Tryna get paper to help my brutha that's facing time
I got some niggas up that road that ain't placing bond
Feel like the game is open, ain't no choice but make it mine
My mama tell me take my time cus they can't touch you for sh*t
The only time that you let up is when you f*ckin a bxtch
Tell them niggas bring that smoke cus we ain't ducking from sh*t
An even if she show you love still can't trust ina b*tch
Okay then, ohh please ohh please make worth outta my sacrifice
Goin hard for blood around me, praying to the afterlife
Make when sure when you hear my story, make sure to see the caption
These words I sing wayy deeper than rappin
You don't understand what love is, until you lossed it
Go hard as a b*tch, but wit my heart I take caution
Split personalities, one day bool next day I'm thugged out
But now I gotta watch my road cus i gotta son now
You don't understand what love is
You don't understand what love is...
You don't understand what love is, No
You don't understand what love is
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Writer(s): Rashad Turner
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