Creative Gold - '97 Bulls - Quis Amor lyrics

[Verse 1: Creative Gold] Really it ain't the same no more The city act like they don't my name no more It's cool I dig it, composure kept though I'm livid I'm in the game dealing with the sh** that comes with it They say that they see me grinding, The Source don't wanna f** with me How one editor representing the company Industry could hate me I thug my way through With a full bottle of Hennessy, quarter of Grey Goose What a year what a year, made friends lost friends Lost my job found a private employer to make ends n***as stabbed in the back, b**hes provoke the murder Brothers tell me what happen, don't saturate raw burgers No money without my n***as, success without my family Summer home in the works, cooking heat down in Miami My pop always told me boy, watch who you trust This Casio on my wrist is getting all of my love, now what's love ? [Bridge: Creative Gold] What's love ? Can somebody really tell me what's love ? What's love ? What's love ? Can somebody really show me what's love ? [Verse 2: Murph Watkins] I'm loving the days I reminisce on, I'm up in daze I'm stuck on a page of life, where we was alright With nothing to hate, What's love? Now a days I'm asking questions to grasp on the fact I'm coming in second to last to records that's a**, check it I'm past flexing I'm built to last in this trash era They made bad errors and flagging the flag bearers Wearing tight a** leather on my a** Never will that ever be a Watkins trait, n***a stop the hate Let up off my nut sack, brother let me breathe The greatest in the city 23 b**h it's me it's Murph Creative Gold 97 n***a we the first with it You can't get it and if you do we reimbursed dig it We the search party targeting the first audience ya'll will get hurt targeting This what first started it Take part in this we harbor the storm We off track but regardless we on, what's love? Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah [Bob Marley interview]