The One With My Friends (feat. Fern, Kaleb Mitchell, John Givez, Wordsplayed & NF)
MARTY
Hip-Hop/Rap
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The One With My Friends Ft. NF, John Givez, Wordsplayed, FERN & Kaleb Mitchell (Official Audio)
MARTY – nadcházející koncerty
Nejlepší skladby od interpreta MARTY
Podobné skladby
Kredity
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
MARTY
Stimme und Gesang
Fern
Stimme und Gesang
John Givez
Stimme und Gesang
Kaleb Mitchell
Stimme und Gesang
NF
Stimme und Gesang
Wordsplayed
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
John Givez
Songwriter:in
John Itiola
Komponist:in
Nate Feuerstein
Songwriter:in
Fernando Miranda
Songwriter:in
Martin Santiago
Songwriter:in
W.I.T.
Songwriter:in
Wordsplayed
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Gordon Beats
Produzent:in
WIT
Zusätzliche:r Produzent:in
W.I.T.
Produzent:in
Texty
[Verse 1]
I don't need a stylist, I'm only wearin' black
And my homies are wylin', we all love Taylor Swift
Yeah, I'm meetin' with pilots, they callin' me the chef, yeah
I'm saucin' it up, no directions, we made it from scratch
[Verse 2]
Yeah, Fear God tee on, shout out to Jerry Lorenzo
They callin' me ugly, I'ma still marry a ten though
And I'm killin the friend zone, I'ma kneel in the end zone
And my ex had nothing inside
So you know that I hopped out that window
[Verse 3]
Yeah, anti-political, only makin' songs that I like
This is anti-radio, no placements, won't make it to top five
And high-five to my team
We don't respond to anybody on the sidelines
And I shoulda died, like I don't know, but it feels like I got nine lives
[Verse 4]
I came in this with like four friends, tube socks and Chuck Taylors on
I stayed in this and gave no cares, now I'm moonwalkin' on every song
Area code is, 7-6-0, 6-1-9, 8-5-8, think I'm great
Think y'all late, that's okay
[Verse 5]
Marty let me come up in this party like I'm Scarface
To point the finger at the bad guy, at four years old I been a rabbi
Let me show you how to do this
I just need a pencil and a pad, God, follow me now
[Verse 6]
Couple record companies tryna call on me now
Tell 'em all to hit they knees and acknowledge the style
It came from God, man, I got my game from God
Ain't a dollar that can move me from the reign of God
[Verse 7]
I'm in this building, hollerin' west, hold on, let me go and take a rest
I ain't yellin' at y'all, I'm just tryna hit you with some evidence y'all
Evidently Heaven sent me excellence y'all
I just wanna be a legend, I just wanna speak to the people
I just wanna play my sounds, make my rounds
Love God, live life, do it all legal, it's easy
[Verse 8]
Yeah, don't ask me a question
If you don't wanna hear what my answer is, I'm gonna answer it
I got no time for the drama, I got no time for the politics
I do not care about names, they don't mean nothing to me
[Verse 9]
I didn't get in the game to make friends
And kiss up to people that don't even like me
You know what I mean?
[Verse 10]
I don't expect everybody to like what I'm doin' out here
But I am the one that's gon' look in the mirror
At the end of the day, you don't ruin my career
I got some people that write me like
I wish you died like your mama did
These are the comments that I got a problem with
You should be quiet and watch what you hollerin', woo
[Verse 11]
My fans will eat you alive, trolls, get off of my page
My bars fly over their heads, I wrote that line on a plane
I wrote that line on a plane, you won't see me in a chain
I basically wear the same shirt every day
Get a hole in it, go to the store and I buy it again
You already know who it is, for real
[Verse 12]
Uh, still on the coast where they throw the set
'Palas still bounce like Hammer checks
Papi gon' get 'em like Dangerfield
Orale, you don't get know respect
[Verse 13]
Labels, they hit Fern and Marty up
Marty and Fern never call 'em back
"You tryna be funny?", was all they asked
Look at the charts, who laughin' last?
[Verse 14]
Now I'm signed, need contracts
My God is major, my league minor
Throwin' numbers up, meet contacts
These beats remind me of Scott Steiner
[Verse 15]
Andy killed it on Sway's show
So I best be workin' my one-liners
Still pray for that skyline
Boy's lit the shots at those one-timers that
[Verse 16]
I just wanna see hands in the air, my Lord
Never thought rappin' would keep us employed
Feelin' like Pacquiao fightin' with Floyd
The family watchin', I better go hard in the paint, that '96 Rodman
Shouts out to Eric, I got him
[Verse 17]
Dog days in the Cali' summer, life's hard, this beat's harder
Rest in peace out to Harold Hunter, all praise to the Holy Father
All the smoke was second-hand, either way we'll never land
Say a prayer 'fore I come around, blood of Jesus
Please wipe me down, New York
[Verse 18]
I wake up from my bed, look over, kiss my lil' girl on the head
'Cause every day is Father's Day
Just like every day is a birthday, you dig?
Yeah, third of the three little pigs, the wisest one
I build my house up with bricks
[Verse 19]
So when the storm came, we just came together in the Lord's name
Bruh, I sold drugs, bruh, I been grimy
Lord's stackin', you can ask 'bout me
Had the OG's, they respected me
The younger boys now remember me
[Verse 20]
I was in them streets in the background
Was your gangster's gangster, I spit game for free
Nowadays when I recollected, and I put it down, gotta pay me
When you say Hollywood, gotta say me
When it comes to these raps and these AP's
[Verse 21]
Cadillacs always been a M.O, even when old school broke down
I'll patch 'em up, hit the skrip with 'em
It's no surprise a brother on now
When the streets get a chance to speak up
They want a brother that gon' eat with 'em
[Verse 22]
Speak up about the same issues
And run it straight, ain't gon' play with 'em
My contents done changed up
So them twelve year olds need a young shepherd
[Verse 23]
Looked at Santino right in his eyes
He broked out laughin', he's so reckless
He know I got now, it is no pressure
But when it's his turn, let the grits burn, that Lawrence Fishburne
But it's on record
How his old boy spit it like an old veteran? Fernie
Uh-huh, how is old boy spittin' like an old veteran?
[Verse 24]
Yeah, I'm in a lane by myself
Yeah, ain't checkin' for nobody else
Whole team lookin' monsterish
Don't really care for they acknowledgements
You can miss me with the politics
They lookin' at us like some problem kids, oh, yeah
[Verse 25]
Anti-political, yeah, I'm anti-political
Yeah, anti-political, yeah, I'm anti-political
Written by: Elvin Wit Shahbazian, Fernando Miranda, John Givez, John Itiola, Martin Lorenzo Santiago, Nate Feuerstein, Wordsplayed
