Love 4 Luv Lyrics – Rylo Rodriguez

Read the full Love 4 Luv lyrics by Rylo Rodriguez from the album S.K.A.T.E. along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. In case you enjoyed this track, also check out other popular releases by Rylo Rodriguez like Art and Sure G6.

[Intro: Vocal Chop]
Whoa, woah, oh ohhh

[Verse 1: Rylo Rodriguez]
Thinking bros looking out him, but they ain’t handle it
Safe to save the money a couple times and stop answering
Wasting time bringing me a pint that got tampered with
You say something about the alphabelt boys and they’ll cancel you
It be that n!gga from the hood, hate that I ain’t helping him
Same n!gga went on a drill and dropped his clip
Same n!ggas tryna prevail and get killed
They done caught lil bruh down bad and he got stripped

And they’ll never turn me against you, you lil (??)
And you were thinking of shootin, go out the country, taking trips
And I got my all my clothes from requests, I hate Phipps
I’m just like (??) having different bodies, I’m generating M’s still ain’t happy
Whole city know your business, ’bout you tryna kill an opp
You put money on his head, but when you did it, it was hot
And you still ain’t call it off, ’cause you don’t want n!ggas to think you soft
You ready to go sit for life, runners be under your paper like a boss
Be a felon for your brudda, they gon’ say that’s lame
But on some real s*it, I woulda did the same thing
Open jaws and his bodies got his talons getting higher
You stood over n!ggas with the drac, I’m inpsired
You trapping off the gram, you might aswell wear a wire
And you told 12 you was gon’ work to get out, but that’s cap
(??) you gonna spend marked money in the trap
In the streets you end up with a track record and we don’t run laps
Mix me with the players, she won’t get payed her worth like Taraji
I’ve seen so called gangstas go to jail and get massages
I told my partner if we beat the feds, then play the lottery

[Refrain; Rylo Rodriguez & Vocal Chop]
(Love for love, Love for sure)
I been faithful, that’s something that they wouldn’t do for you (I want a seed and let them grow)
Conversations (Love for love, Love for sure)
I plant my seed in you, ’cause I was rooting for you

(Love for love, love for sure) Bruddas in the streets won’t do no pure s*it to get exposure
Laying on the ground and if you stiffen’ up, then they troll ya (Then they roll you)

[Outro: Vocal Chop]
Love for love, love for sure, I want a seed and let them grow
Love for love, love for sure, I want a seed and let them grow
Love for love, love for sure, I want a seed and let them grow
Love for love, love for sure, I want a seed and let them grow