Tory Lanez - Rapture lyrics

Verse 1: Caught up in the rapture of love Rock the 7’s in Toronto, show the Raptors some love Take a picture with my n****s tryna capture the love We from the bottom but we tryna adapt to above See for y’all that’ll be prolly captioning your love But for us it goes back to the strap and the gloves Back to the birds of the white we was trapping them ducks Here today, gone tomorrow like a Snapchat for thugs So you gotta keep your circle tight, never let it hula hoop N****s gon’ shoot they shot especially when you the hoop I’ma do the sprinter fam, two of y’all can do the coupe The war story sound way better when you recruit the troops I want for me what I want for them and I’m not a quitter Most haters don’t get better, they get bitter My n***a clean hit her, so he said I had to get her And if we both wanna f**k then we can split her One night with a hitter made her reconsider Paper on the strip club floor, b***h we came to lit up But everything ain’t gold just cause it f*****g glitter And if she ain’t a gold getter, then forget her Before the road money we was hood jugging Before the baddies we was plugging hood boogers That just made the level up better When life is a b***h and we ain’t never upset her My n****s Chorus: And it feels like love And it feels like love When it feels Drop top cruise in the winter (?) We just moving like the Winters (?) Straight top, if you feel the same Oh, na na oh baby, yeah Verse 2: Caught up in the rapture of love When he shoot it out, slap box and strap with the thugs Went to all different cities on the map with the d** Instead of re’in up, we just came back with the plugs This is post rap yeah I’m talking after the buzz We became legends they was pushing Acuras cause Same brethrens we ain’t know whatever it was At each other though that’s what impacted the love This is back when you could bring gats in the club Had to step (?) (?) throw a few cats a dub Smoke something we was really after the bud light Hella fly cats can’t really adapt to the mud If you ain’t God it ain’t in your actions to judge It is what is turns into it was what it was Know the thrist come with the grub And the dirtiest is the first one in the tub And the tough guys really just be wanting to hug Yeah, when they come down after they bugging Realize they just caught up in the rapture of love Chorus: And it feels like love And it feels like love When it feels Drop top cruise in the winter (?) We just moving like the Winters (?) Straight top, if you feel the same Oh, na na oh baby, yeah