Music Video
Inayah - Real Love (Audio)
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Inayah
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Inayah Lamis Shahid
Songwriter
Norman Payne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Chose
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I got money, I got hitters, I got cars
I got plugs, I got plugs
Got a phone full of groupies
Who gon' pull up coming for it?
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
[Verse 2]
I shut down the internet
And then I jumped in it
Nobody warned me about this shit, did they?
No doubt I'm 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 of 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 ****, let 'em drown, I won't save 'em
[Verse 3]
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, you little bitch
[Verse 4]
I got money, I got hitters, I got cars
I got plugs, I got plugs
Got a phone full of groupies
Who gon' pull up coming for it?
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
[Verse 5]
Some other shit that threw me for a loop
Lost a couple of ****, thought they was coming with me, yeah
But I ain't sorry, I see how I gotta move
It's a shame that they missed it now we toasting to riches, yeah
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
And it's no hard feelings, I hope you listening
[Verse 6]
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, you little bitch
[Verse 7]
I got money, I got hitters, I got cars
I got plugs, I got plugs
Got a phone full of groupies
Who gon' pull up coming for it?
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
[Verse 8]
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
[Verse 9]
I got money, I got hitters, I got cars
I got plugs, I got plugs
Got a phone full of groupies
Who gon' pull up coming for it?
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
[Verse 10]
My **** need some love
Real **** need some love
Written by: Inayah
