Who gets ya' Luv?

Get your love when I'm gone, when I've said my last goodbye, who gets your love Get your love when I'm gone, who gets your love You can keep the love, just give me respect I'm more concerned with bank deposits and converting a check You show love, you gon' lose, I'm reserving a bet And you can take that to the bank, I'ma keep my foot on they neck You see, love is an intense feeling, I've seen the toughest cry for it And for the love of money, a lot of niggas died for it or doing time for it Now ask yourself, who gets your love Nobody, and you bet not trust a soul I let a nigga borrow bread, I ain't heard from him since Laid off from his job, said he was short on his rent I felt sorry for the nigga, thought I'd try to help him out Then I caught him on camera trying to break into my house Where the love at? Same place I put this hot slug at Hit him in the neck and watched it exit out his skull cap Now ask yourself, bitch nigga, who gets your love Nobody, and you bet not trust a soul I'm from the old school nigga, I play by old rules nigga I stay sucker ducking and dodging hoes that's bitter If she pretty and got ass, that's golds my nigga But everything that glitter ain't gold, my nigga My nigga My nigga Nobody, and you bet not trust a soul I don't need no co-defendant, I do dirt when I'm alone Standing on ten toes Nobody, and you bet not trust a soul How you run off on the plug, when it used to come through for you You burned bridges with niggas, that would shoot for you I'm sick and tired of these emotional niggas All on Facebook with guns and money posing for pictures That ain't real, the hood should be demoting you niggas And y'all wonder why them killers keep smoking you niggas You see I hate that, leave you like Nate Robinson laying face flat It's rules to the street shit dummy, don't violate that Who gets the love? Is it the dealer dealing drugs Or that nigga throwing money at the strippers in the club Who do you trust? Cause everybody can't be trusted Family will f*ck you over leave you dusted and disgusted Had to cut some homies off, we don't need to keep in touch I know that grass full of snakes, that's why y'all always keep it cut Baby mama pocket watching, trying to monitor my moves She swallowed a whole banana just for followers and views Got my name all in your mouth, like you swallowing some food Stop trying to be popular and polish up your dude Instead of hating, you need to start acknowledging the truth Nobody, and you bet not trust a soul See I'm moving at a different speed, love will get you caught up Love will have you insecure, niggas beating you broad up Love will have that bitch tripping and busting out your windows Real love is when you front lining for your kinfolk Fake love, I see it every day of the week You lames talk behind my back, but when you see me on this beat You niggas gossip more than hoes Who gets your love Nobody, and you bet not trust a soul nigga Who gets your love When I'm gone Who gets your love Nobody, and you bet not tryst a soul Do they wonder how you made it? Been doubted and underrated Do you hang with non-believers and feel underestimated Is your friends your real friends? Do y'all look out for each other Do you know the definition of jealousy, motherfucker Love is a four letter word they use loosely Just don't think for one fucking second that you can use me Cause truthfully Who gets your love Nobody, and you bet not trust a soul Who gets your love Who gets your love