Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
YG
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keenon Jackson
Composer
Samuel Ahana
Composer
Gilbert Askey
Composer
Mary J. Blige
Composer
Sean Combs
Composer
Arlene Delvalle
Composer
Curtis Mayfield
Composer
Jean Claude Olivier
Composer
Larry Sanders
Composer
Michael Crook
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Swish
Producer
Larry Jayy
Additional Producer
Reece Beats
Additional Producer
Jayda Love
Recording Engineer
Patrik Ehrenbald-Plummer
Mixing Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
How can I love somebody else?
If I can't love myself enough
To know when it's time
Time to let go
Sing
[Chorus]
All I really want (Yeah)
Is to be happy (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And to find a love that's mine (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It would be so sweet (Hey)
All I really want (Oh)
Is to be happy (I wanna be happy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And to find a love that's mine (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It would be so sweet (Look)
[Verse 1]
I know what she wants, she want what's inside my jeans
She want my heart with the lock, she wanna throw away the key
She make love, she don't get fucked, gang, gang, got her throwin' up Bs
She like, "Boy, don't do me wrong, just Birk' and Prada me"
Ayy, as toxic as they come, but I really love her
Got her out here competin' with my baby mother
Bought her a new car, I be on her bumper
Nah, she can't see me leavin', she like Stevie Wonder
Late twenties, but with me, she feel hella younger
Sugar daddies try to get her, she don't give her number
She need a vaca', she been dancin' all summer
Put you on the jet to Cabo, baby, I'm a stunner
I'm the plumber, get it wet, I clean it up
Got designer for every season, keep her seasoned up
Don't post me on no Insta', gotta keep me tucked
Treat her like a Queen, her friends think I'm mean as fuck
But when it come to pain, she run to meds
So don't break her heart, you gotta break her bed, ayy
Kill that pussy, hurt, she dead
Butt-naked in bed, that's what she said
[Chorus]
All I really want (Yeah)
Is to be happy (Oh, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
And to find a love that's mine (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
It would be so sweet (Hey, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
All I really want (Oh)
Is to be happy (I wanna be happy, yeah, yeah)
And to find a love that's mine (Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy)
It would be so sweet
[Verse 2]
Do you love her? Yeah, I really love her
She met my mother, cool with my brother
We be doin' our thing, with no Danny Glovers
Like, fuck it, 'bout to have two baby mothers
Before you get dressed up, hit you on the dresser
I'm out here givin' love, pain and pleasure
Less is more, I don't never stress her
Tell her she a bad bitch, nothin' lesser
But she confused, she want titles and I tell her nah
She confused, us together is what she saw
She confused, 'cause I love her, so that's what she thought
She confused and that's 'cause I be hittin' it raw
She confused and she tellin' me it's my fault
I said I love her, then I point out things that I brought
Like, you knew from the gate I had family I won't shake
So stop bein' fake, tears fall from her face when I talk
[Chorus]
All I really want (Yeah, damn)
Is to be happy (Oh, yeah)
And to find a love that's mine (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, and I apologize)
It would be so sweet (You should've knew what it was when you signed up, baby, hy)
All I really want (Oh)
Is to be happy (I wanna be happy, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And to find a love that's mine (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It would be so sweet (Yeah)
Written by: Arlene Delvalle, Curtis Mayfield, Gilbert Askey, Gilbert Askey Alexander, Jean Claude Olivier, Keenon Jackson, Larry Sanders, Mary J. Blige, Michael Crook, Samuel Ahana, Sean Combs