Thought It Was Love Ab-Soul (Ft. Brown)

[Intro]
Uhh, whattup Brown? Whattup Blue?
Yeah, look

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
Thou-thought it was love, not just a mockery of
We been close since snot noses
That's some old shit, yeah no shit
You chose your path. Me? I was focused on this rapping
You was trapping and I wasn't mad
You was nickel and diming, all the while
I was getting pennies for rhyming
You was eating at Tony Roma's, I had only Top Ramen
I can smell the aroma when you pass
It ain't only the potent doja you just passed
Cause now you tryna go legit, and pick up a mic
All cause you heard So Far Gone and that shit sound tight
You see me buzzing in the streets so you figure a feature
(Should) give your name a boost like the prepaid cell phone would
I lay my verse and the verdict was:
Homie got off, but Herb murdered Cuz
And instead of studying my tactics
You turned dyslexic and now you're looking at me backwards
That's straight madness, we were compadres
And now this, what can I say?
Guess that's what happens when your stick has the shorter end
The strongest niggas start to bend