Art Vandelay

[Verse 1: MartyMar] I got 5 labels they all trying to sign me But why do we need you? Can you please remind me? I go so hard they want to find me My gang so large when you see us it'll look like zombies I’m trying to just make it, or just make it right I haven't slept in days and I'm not sure I'mma make my flight There's levels to this game, you’ve gotta pay the price But rappers think it’s easy like just we made it overnight And Fernie told me before we started "These kids are dying out here plus I’m about to be a father." Then she came, but nothing changed, we just seemed to work harder Cause we seeing lives changed every single time at concerts I wonder if we grew up too fast Rappers saying they the best, dont tell my crew that We just getting started, and we not gonna leave But what’s success when my own family won't talk to me? [Hook] (x2) Look at us, look, this is all from favor, baby Put in that work, never skipping levels, baby Foundations strong, sturdy what we standing on Feeling like we wealthy, and we not talking Giuseppe [Verse 2: F.E.R.N.] In the building brother no doorman, man We the blueprint brother no floorplan, plan Y’all been trying to do what we’re doing lately, lately But it’s cool The Lord said keep moving baby, baby Stephen Wiley all in my tape deck Young boy just dreaming bout making it 18 left church brother and I’m in the hood Rappin since 12 I’m a legend in my hood I did my time spit rhymes like no other I had Robby, I had Life we were all brothers, all brothers Seven zeros that faculty Pardon me I’m just reminiscing be glad for me All for the fact that my daughters living up happily Were the ones, social club done flipped the game and y’all know it This that fire coming from a credible source and y’all loving the fact it’s anointed Up to the heavens I’m pointing Crisp plaid shorts and a pair of air Jordans I love The Lord and I love the fact when I die I know where I’m going Fernie talk [Hook] x2 [Verse 3: Canon] Canon R.M.G. Social Club Misfit Gang collaboration I’m in this, we win this, R.M.G I got real wealth, no lucky charm treasures I’m sipping the cup of living water to make my nerves better This world is a bad chick, her soul is cold forever We may be close for now, but trick we ain’t together Been sick of spiteful stresses, so tired tired of life depressions I woulda walked her down the aisle, but I don’t do frozen sections Since life woulda brought me down, no tool could turn me up If joy was so delicious, her charm was out of luck, yuck But I’m feeling so good, I’m loving my days I’m drunk in the spirit, I’m high off the clouds Up, up in the sky, higher than planes I’m talkin about life, I’m thinkin’ about change I tell her what’s good, she tell me what ain’t Consider our differences, life ain’t the same Where everything and everyone stays the same, listen Wealth ain’t always pride and selfish gain I own a whip and a chain, but I ain’t never been no slave I tell ‘em, Canon R.M.G. and Social Club Misfit Gang Up in this I got everything and the champion hoping you somebody else with the same business I’m feelin’ so wealthy, feelin’ so wealthy, feelin’ so wealthy oh (X4) [Hook x2]