Is There Any Love (feat. Wale)

Heads up, ****

Wale

Plain Pat

Emile

Off jump, boo, Cudi get you funk

Hit you in your head, then it work into your rump

Hatin' ****, can't hate, leave 'em all stump

They gotta like a ****, call me Obama

Not a hype beast, while you a beast for the hype

Yeah, I'm the underdog, story of my life

Matter of fact, I dreamed that I lived twice

Once as a slave who imagine bein' free

And made it out, happy for his family and his seed

And now me, you can call me mister friendly

One life to live, but no actin' like my **** friendy

Can't stand evil bitches with their Fendi

All they do is envy and plot up on my loins

I give you options, baby, flip a coin

You get McDonald's, forget the sirloin

Hatin' my mackin', they askin'

Is there any love in this world?

Is there any love in this world?

Is there any love in this world of ours?

Is there any love in this world?

Folarin, the muse of the hater

The music is greater, stupid ****, bring your face up

Bamas surprised, deprived from attention

The pride of the district arrive so they listenin'

From where gorillas territorial from inches

When it comes to pistols, these **** don't John Lynch them

Off rip, that's genius

You **** so-so, like seamstress

No more amore, I refuse to force you

Maybe I lack the fortitude to try to court you

Of course, they all hate

Early adopters agree they all late

So what they say about my watch?

To y'all minds, I'm like a UK clock

Hours ahead, so wack **** is sayin'

What they sayin'? What they sayin'?

They sayin', they sayin'

Is there any love in this world?

Is there any love in this world?

Is there any love in this world of ours?

Is there any love in this world?

I was born to do the damn thing

Story of Cudi, gettin' out my dreams

Zero options to choose

Livin' in a box full of Cuyahoga blues

And, listen, I stayed away from readin' The Plain Dealer

Most of my **** back in Cleveland were plain dealers

Who whip Supremes, the candy painted eyes

But the love from the boppers had a man watchin' they rise

Wasn't no love for a **** in the smug

Sippin' out a cup, a concoction for cruisin'

High off life, my ****, not even

I'ma go to war with the Devil till we're even

Bobbin' and weavin', spiritual hymn singin'

No commentary, my man, I come out swingin'

And this'll be the song that we sing

Any young **** with visions when he sleepin'

Is there any love in this world?

Is there any love in this world?

Is there any love in this world of ours?

Is there any love in this world?