Video musicale

In primo piano

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YG
YG
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keenon Jackson
Keenon Jackson
Composer
Samuel Ahana
Samuel Ahana
Composer
Gilbert Askey
Gilbert Askey
Composer
Mary J. Blige
Mary J. Blige
Composer
Sean Combs
Sean Combs
Composer
Arlene Delvalle
Arlene Delvalle
Composer
Curtis Mayfield
Curtis Mayfield
Composer
Jean Claude Olivier
Jean Claude Olivier
Composer
Larry James Sanders
Larry James Sanders
Composer
Michael Crook
Michael Crook
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Swish
Swish
Producer
Larry Jayy
Larry Jayy
Additional Producer
Reece Beats
Reece Beats
Additional Producer
Jayda Love
Jayda Love
Recording Engineer
Patrik Ehrenbald-Plummer
Patrik Ehrenbald-Plummer
Mixing Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer

Testi

How can I love somebody else If I can't love myself enough To know when it's time Time to let go? Sing All I really want (yeah) Is to be happy (oh, yeah) And to find a love that's mine (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah) It would be so sweet (hey) All I really want (oh) Is to be happy (I wanna be happy, yeah) And to find a love that's mine (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) It would be so sweet I know what she want, 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 Birkin, 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 the bumper No, she can't see me leavin', she like Stevie Wonder Late twenties, but with me she feel hella younger Sugar daddys 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, is what she said All I really want (yeah) Is to be happy (oh, yeah) And to find a love that's mine (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah) It would be so sweet (hey) All I really want (oh) Is to be happy (I wanna be happy, yeah) And to find a love that's mine (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) It would be so sweet 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 it on the dresser I'm out here givin' love, pain and pleasure Less is more, I don't ever 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's confused and that's 'cause I be in 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 You knew from the gate I had family I won't shake So stop bein' fake, tears fall from her face when I talk All I really want (yeah) Is to be happy (oh, yeah) And to find a love that's mine (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah) It would be so sweet (hey) All I really want (oh) Is to be happy (I wanna be happy, yeah) And to find a love that's mine (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) It would be so sweet
Writer(s): Sean J. Combs, Larry James Sanders, Jean Claude Olivier, Arlene Delvalle, Mary J. Blige, Curtis Mayfield, Gilbert Alexander Askey, Keenon Daquan Ray Jackson, Samuel Ahana, Mike Crook Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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