Real Love

(albüm: S.O.L.A.R. - 2019)

I got money, I got hittas, I got cars
I got plugs, I got plugs
Got a phone full of groupies
Who gone pull up coming for it
It 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 it
Nobody warned me about this shit, did they
No doubt I's loving this moment
I swear I'm all in it
But it come equipped with phonies
With fucked up motives
I had to learn the hard way
Get out my feelings
Get what you give
That's how you play
They don't really love you
They just wanna ride the wave
All these surfboard ass niggas
Let em drown, I won't save em
You ain't my friend
You just around me cause I'm poppin
Bitch you ain't my fucking homie
Please stop acting like we partners
Yeah you undercover
You be secretly watching
You tryna pick at my pocket
Bitch I got goons that'll chop you
I got money, I got hittas, I got cars
I got plugs, I got plugs
Got a phone full of groupies
Who gone pull up coming for it
It 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 shit that threw me for a loop
Lost a couple of niggas
Thought 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 bitch
If they wanna walk out
Well there the exit is
Find it's no hard feelings
I hope you listening
You ain't my friend
You just around me cause I'm poppin
Bitch you ain't my fucking homie
Please stop acting like we partners
Yeah you undercover
You be secretly watching
You tryna pick at my pockets
Bitch I got goons that'I'll chop you
I got money, I got hittas, I got cars
I got plugs, I got plugs
Got a phone full of groupies
Who gone pull up coming for it
It 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 prayed too hard for this shit
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 bitch
I got money, I got hittas, I got cars
I got plugs, I got plugs
Got a phone full of groupies
Who gone pull up coming for it
It 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
Real nigga need some love
Real nigga need some love