Letra Real Love par Inayah

DJ Chose
Oh, ah yeah

I got money, I got hitters, I got cause
I got plugs, I got plugs, gotta phone full of groupies who gon pull up, come and f**k
But ain't no love
I need love, oh oh, real love
Oh oh, real love
Yeah yeah, I need love
Yeah yeah, I need love

I shut down the internet and then I jumped in
Nobody want me 'bout this sh*t, did they
No doubt I'm loving this moment, I swear I'm owning it
But it come equipped with phonies with f**ked up motives
I had to learn the hard way
Get out my feelings, be what you need, that's how you play
They don't really love you, they just wanna ride the wave
I'll be surfboard a** n***as, let them drown
I won't save 'em

You ain't my friend, you just ride me 'cuz I'm poppin'
B*t*h you ain't my f**king homie, please stop beggin like we partners, yeah
You undercover, you be secretly watching
You tryna pick at my pockets, b*t*h I got goons that gon' chop you lil' b*t*h
I got money, I got hitters, I got cause
I got plugs, I got plugs, gotta phone full of groupies who gon pull up, come and f**k
But ain't no love
I need love, oh oh, real love
Oh oh, real love
Yeah yeah, I need love
Yeah yeah, I need love

Some other sh*t that threw me for a loop
I lost a couple of n***as that was coming with me
But I ain't sorry, I see how I gotta move
It's a shame that they missed it, now we toasting to riches
They know how I get down, I been chasing it
You should know me by now, I never chase a b*t*h
If they wanna walk out, well there the exit is
And it's no hard feelings, I hope you excellent

You ain't my friend, you just ride me 'cuz I'm poppin'
B*t*h you ain't my f**king homie, please stop beggin like we partners, yeah
You undercover, you be secretly watching
You tryna pick at my pockets, b*t*h I got goons that gon' chop you lil' b*t*h

I got money, I got hitters, I got cause
I got plugs, I got plugs, gotta phone full of groupies who gon pull up, come and f**k
But ain't no love
I need love, oh oh, real love
Oh oh, real love
Yeah yeah, I need love
Yeah yeah, I need love
I pray too hard for this sh*t to let my feelings take me
Out of the game that ain't it
And I don't apologize for reaching my goals and chasing my dreams
If you mad at that then you a jealous little b*t*h

I got money, I got hitters, I got cause
I got plugs, I got plugs, gotta phone full of groupies who gon pull up, come and f**k
But ain't no love
I need love, oh oh, real love
Oh oh, real love
Yeah yeah, I need love
Yeah yeah, I need love