Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tony! Toni! Toné!
Vocals
Earl Gardner
Trumpet
George Young
Alto Saxophone
La Jay
Programming
Lenny Pickett
Tenor Saxophone
The SNL Horns
Horn
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Steve Cropper
Songwriter
Eddie Floyd
Songwriter
Will Harris
Songwriter
O'Shea Jackson
Songwriter
Chris Martin
Songwriter
Lawrence Krsone Parker
Songwriter
Raphael Saadiq
Songwriter
Anthony Wheaton
Songwriter
Juan Bautista
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tony! Toni! Toné!
Producer
Gerry E. Brown
Mixing Engineer
Herb Powers
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Talking 'bout them times when I was by myself
I would always be looking for somebody else
But as time went on I had a talk with my mind
Friends like you and you I gotta leave behind
And I'm so, you call me your friend but you only want my gifts
And I'll never see you if I had no loot
I'll never see them
I'm just glad I know the truth
And I'm paying my own bills
And I'll never ever depend on you
Friends and enemies around me every day
I can't believe half the things they say
Taking me for granted giving no credit at all
I'll just keep bouncing like a bouncing ball
Everybody seems to disappear on me
Can't trust no one as far as I can see
If I could be that fly that's on the wall
Listening to my friends talk about it all
You call me your friend
But you only want my gifts
And I'll never see you if I had no loot
I'll never see them
I'm just glad I know the truth
And I'm paying my own bills
And I'll never ever depend on you
Sons of Soul, y'all
I don't mean to step on nobody's foot, but ah
When I need somebody there's nobody to call
When they need me
My phone rings off the wall
But these are my friends
And that so what they say
Constantly taking from me every day, you say
You call me your friend
But you only want my gifts
And I'll never see you if I had no loot
I'll never see them
I'm just glad I know the truth
And I'm paying my own bills
And I'll never ever depend on you
Sons of Soul, y'all
I don't mean to step on nobody's foot, but ah
Na-na-na eh, na-na-na eh
Na-na-na eh, na-na-na eh
Na-na-na eh, na-na-na eh
Na-na-na eh, na-na-na eh
You call me your friend
But you only want my gifts
And I'll never see you if I had no loot
I'll never see them
I'm just glad I know the truth
And I'm paying my own bills
And I'll never ever depend on you
You call me your friend
But you only want my gifts
And I'll never see you if I had no loot
I'm just glad I know the truth
And I'm paying my own bills
And I'll never ever depend on you
You call me your friend
But you only want my gifts
And I'll never see you if I had no loot
I'm just glad I know the truth
And I'm paying my own bills
And I'll never ever depend on you
Writer(s): Raphael Wiggins, Anthony Wheaton, John Bautista, Will Harris, Cropper Floyd
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