Testo No Friends In The Industry - Quake Matthews
Testo della canzone No Friends In The Industry (Quake Matthews), tratta dall'album No Friends In The Industry (Freestyle)
I root for every artist in the city
'Cause I know it's hard when you're pursuing your dreams
But when it comes to rooting for me, all I'm hearing is crickets
I guess some people ain't as cool as they seem
I fought tooth and nail, never had anything handed
Meanwhile, these industry puppets are tied to strings
That's dictating their moves, which then leads to every advantage
Or so it seems
My pain never had no machine, or so it seems
I'm a needle in a haystack (yeah)
Nobody ever offered me shit
So pardon me if I come off like a prick
Shit, maybe I'll change my attitude the day I get my proper respect
Look, my album went number one on the iTunes charts (uh huh)
It still was absent from Apple Canada playlists
I know my manager about to kill me when I say this
But Apple Music America showed me more love than they did
I ran with the Much Music theme
After no one talked about it for years
Hit Ed the Shark up, told the guy my whole idea
The fact that he kept ducking me honestly made it clear
That he wasn't interested
Cool, that's how it goes in the biz
But what really put me over the ledge
He hit my animator up, trying to buy all of our content
And replace my logos with his
Now he got his own channel
And Much bringing back the old channel
And I don't get the credit for shit
I'm sick of not reaping the benefits for setting the trends
I won't let nobody take advantage of me again
This industry's like a stripper that's spread eagle
Nothing but some loudmouth chumps who project evil
Now the new fads speaking down on dead people
And man, I must say, y'all dudes really lost me with that
Shit, I don't even talk behind nobody's back
Rather say it to your face
Y'all play it safe by saying it into space
I swear with every year that I age in this game
The less I seem to relate, man, word
Where the fuck is all your friends?
They straight busted, you can't be trusted
Fuck y'all
Fuck all y'all
Fuck all y'all
Where the fuck is all your friends?
They straight busted, you can't be trusted
Fuck y'all
Fuck all y'all
Fuck all y'all
Yeah, they told me that nice guys finish last
Well, suck my dick and kiss my ass
Look, I try to preach positive shit
But in return, all I get is my heart ripped out of my back
So don't ask me for no favors
Unless you talking monetary payments
I probably won't comprehend the language
My girl told me try meditation for my anger
But there ain't a monastery that can comprehend my anguish
Name your favourite rapper and I'll body him
Just the thought of it probably will put the fear of God in him
Got the mob in me, my ancestors Calabrian
Iron Mike type, they don't even wanna spar with him
Screws loose, two different people
So when you see me, it's a who's who
Never know who you could get
I might remix Bieber and sing about peaches
Then the next week, I'm coming for your throat and your neck
I ain't made it to that billboard in Dundas Square
But I made it on the Billboard charts
And half the artists that they post
On that bitch ain't made it to there
Is it me, or this industry just don't play fair?
I'm the motherfucking GOAT when it comes to this shit
But they act like our whole coast doesn't exist
So my message to the Scotians: keep your dreams flowing
I'mma blow the fucking hinges off the door of this bitch
I swear
Where the fuck is all your friends?
They straight busted, you can't be trusted
Fuck y'all
Fuck all y'all
Fuck all y'all
Where the fuck is all your friends?
They straight busted, you can't be trusted
Fuck y'all
Fuck all y'all
Fuck all y'all
Credits
Writer(s): Paul D. Beauregard, Aubrey Drake Graham, Ozan Yildirim, Anderson Hernandez, Robert Louis Debarge, Gregory G. Williams, Nik Frascona
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