IS IT LOVE
chicago rap, rap, loop, soul loop, vocal sample
IS IT LOVE
chicago rap, rap, loop, soul loop, vocal sample
Lyrics
High Pitch Vocal Sample
"Oh, love... is it love?"
"Oh, love... is it love?"
"Oh, love... is it love?"
...
Verse 1
Used to fall asleep to her voice notes,
Now I play 'em like a voicemail roulette
"Hey it’s me" (click)—next one
"Where you at?"—I ain’t answer yet
Told her once, “I’m sorry for real,”
Told her twice, forgot what was real
Third time? She said, “That’s cute.”
Then changed her number to something I feel
Still think ‘bout that Lyft ride—
Arguin’ hard in the back like it’s mine
Driver played gospel, tried to ignore us
She cried, I joked—I do that sometimes
I said, “You ain’t here.”
She said, “That’s the point.”
I smiled like it meant less—
She right though that's the point
Hook
BEAT SWITCH
Verse 2
Text unsent with a period hangin’
Screenshot thread with a date still bangin’
Her mama called me “baby,” now she ghost me
Blocked me once, then unblocked—coasting
Spoke too slick like I’m built for riddles
She said, “You love crowds, not me in the middle.”
I was in Nobu, she was in flats
Told me “Call me later,” I ain’t call back
Now it’s been—
Three missed birthdays, five missed flights
Seven typed drafts, one long night
Tried new love—got close, then dipped
Whole new girl lookin’ just like grief
Told my friends, “I'm chillin’, I'm fine.”
Told the mic, “I'm dyin' in time.”
Told her, “Pull up.” She said, “For what?”
Click. Cold air. I ain’t moved from the spot.
Hook
(“Oh, love… is it love?”)
(“Oh, love… is it love?”)
(“Oh, love… is it love?”)
Bridge
She wanted stillness, I brought storms.
She wanted mornings, I brought forms.
She said, “Be real,” I brought poems.
She said, “No more,” and I heard horns.
Hook
(“Oh, love… is it love?”)
(“Oh, love… is it love?”)
(“Oh, love… is it love?”)
Outro – humming, soul