[Chorus: The Younghearts]
We got love, love, love
You better believe it

[Verse 1: Teyana Taylor]
I got house and a carriage, yeah
I got Black love and marriage, yeah
They gon' say you can’t have it, but
I'm like, "Don't kill the messenger"
We gon’ break the stigma up
Huxtables turned to Obamas
It ain't about where you been, where you from
What you got
It's all about love
Self-love is the best love
When you gon' take that wristband off?
That pity party been over
Don't need make-up to dress you up
I gave birth on the bathroom floor
Just me, Iman, and headphone cords
Don't let this life defeat you
I hope this message reach you

[Refrain: Teyana Taylor]
Throw your hands up
Play catch with the hunnids, love is the new money
I'm just chillin' with the homies, home is where the heart is
Throw your hands up
Play catch with the hunnids, love is the new money
I’m just chillin’ with the homies, home is where the heart is, ahh!
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