Rell Wavvi - No Luvv

★ Intro ★
Haaa, movin’ different on this one
Love yourself cure all negativity
Lycan mode, active
I’m feeling better than ever
I’m feeling better than ever
Haaa

★ Chorus ★
I’m feeling better than ever
Slept on me, now I’m gone
God got me so I’m litter, He told me “Break through the storm”
I wasn’t mad, but they had to get it, they left me no inch
Mom said, “Get your weight up, so you ain’t gotta worry ‘bout a bitch”
Never switched (What we tryna do?)
Youngin’, youngin’, tryna get rich, bag talk (Thе hood don’t love you)
Leave ‘еm no room, we’re playing the blitz
No Luvv (No Luvv)
Haaa (Haaa)
No Luvv (What)
Grrr

★ Verse 1 ★
Came in the game, I ain’t settling
Wavvi the boy, relevant
That chick is not in my element, I rather chill with her friends
I stay with all of the baddest, can’t be seen with sum’n average
We ain’t been tripping ’bout status, me and my fam just tryna live lavish
Elevate, I’m a big dog heavyweight, y’all lol niggas, featherweights
Keepin’ it spooky, how I look being moody?
Your ex say he embarrassed, he ain’t official, that boy a rookie
I was in Paris livin’ a dream, you would swear it was a movie (Shit)
LYCAN mode active, new shit damage
Music’s my passion, we look at y’all laughing
Bring me the bag, got my eye on them millions
I wish you knew the feeling
Tell lil mama come fuck with the realest
★ Chorus ★
I’m feeling better than ever
Slept on me, now I’m gone
God got me so I’m litter, He told me “Break through the storm”
I wasn’t mad, but they had to get it, they left me no inch
Mom said, “Get your weight up, so you ain’t gotta worry ‘bout a bitch”
Never switched (What we tryna do?)
Youngin’, youngin’, tryna get rich, bag talk (The hood don’t love you)
Leave ‘em no room, we’re playing the blitz
No Luvv (No Luvv)
Haaa (Haaa)
No Luvv (What)
Grrr

★ Verse 2 ★
No Luvv for these bitches, got eyes on a better chick
How I move? Militant, love the way I’m killing shit
They must’ve forgot they left me worried, I ain’t havin’ it
God gave me hope, plus the courage, I ain’t perishing
Friday, kill the scene, next day on some better shit
Good fit, it’s evident
Closed doors, won’t let ‘em in
This thing of ours mob shit, keep it moving
Get us lit, movie
Tell the fam, “Let’s never lose it”
I was in a bad groove, wasting time
Now I got my head screwed, revise
Tell ‘em, that I need mines
I was still the passenger, let me drive
Down and out, no space made a route
I was in deep, till I made it out
★ Chorus ★
I’m feeling better than ever
Slept on me, now I’m gone
God got me so I’m litter, He told me “Break through the storm”
I wasn’t mad, but they had to get it, they left me no inch
Mom said, “Get your weight up, so you ain’t gotta worry ‘bout a bitch”
Never switched (What we tryna do?)
Youngin’, youngin’, tryna get rich, bag talk (The hood don’t love you)
Leave ‘em no room, we’re playing the blitz
No Luvv (No Luvv)
Haaa (Haaa)
No Luvv (What)
Grrr