Backyard
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Backyard fue lanzado el 18 de agosto de 2014 por Cactus Jack/Epic como parte del álbum DAYS BEFORE RODEO
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Video musical
Video musical
Créditos
Artistas intérpretes
Travis Scott
Voces
Marvin Gaye
Artista sampleado
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Autoría
Joshua Scruggs
Autoría
MIKE DEAN
Autoría
Ozan Yildirim
Autoría
Gwen Gordy Fuqua
Autoría
Marvin Gaye
Autoría
Sandra Elaine Greene
Autoría
Producción e ingeniería
Travis Scott
Ingeniería de mezcla
Syk Sense
Producción
OZ
Producción
MIKE DEAN
Ingeniería de mezcla
Letra
[Intro]
Aight, play the shit
Yuh, yuh
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Go on grab that fifth, grab that eighth, grab what you need
Blow that dope, don't get too high
From the Third Coast to the West Coast, come, take this ride
Let me tell the tale of how Jacques turned Scott
Over one lost trip to the sky
Let me tell the tale 'cause you told the tale
When you said I could make it this high
Who knew?
Goddammit, who knew?
The grass ain't greener on the other side, it's just blue
You can really identify when you lookin' in they eyes
Who ready to ride, that's true
When they look in my eyes, they see that real
How Scotty entired that juice, had my back against that wall
Every summer felt so cold, my daddy ain't comin' home till fall
That's why my pimp game's so moist, had that du-rag and all
Had a twenty-year-old bitch in high school
Wasn't no tellin' what Travy might do
On the south side of that H-O-U
Hol' up, let's take it back to that room, no car, but still had drive
Just a hundred **** standin' outside
Life's a beach with lot of sand on the lot
I'ma ride for all of my ****, they forever here by my side
It was just eight **** in a two bedroom, no leg room, that was last June, yeah, yeah, for real
[PreChorus]
Yeah, yeah, for real
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout if they ain't talkin' 'bout me, ****
Let it be known, yeah, it's that real
Yeah, yeah, for real
For real
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout if they ain't talkin' 'bout
We the **** everybody talkin' 'bout, it's that real
Yeah, for real
[Chorus]
Backyard, we chillin', backyard, we drinkin', smokin'
Homie brought out the liquor, backyard, we gettin' high
Back-backyard, we chillin', back-backyard, we smokin', drinkin'
Back-backyard, we gettin' high
Backyard, we chillin', backyard, we drinkin', smokin'
Homie brought out the liquor, backyard, we gettin' high
Back-backyard, we chillin', back-backyard, we smokin', drinkin'
Back-backyard, we gettin' high
[Verse 2]
Verses, one day you'll find your purpose
Now, my show's packed out like churches
Fans never missin' out a word on the verses (Now)
Never sit around, just workin', it was worth it (Now, now)
Once for certain, I deserve it (Now, now)
Lord knows we don't get tired, been through more dirt than a derby
Mama worked for AT&T and we still ain't get that service
She stayed in, out the hospital, you know that made me nervous, uh
Still step out the house to smell so fresh, fresh like detergent, uh
If a bitch don't want me, don't need them, still got my Jergens
And bitch, you can keep them herpes
Go alert me
No house light on, cop light on, fuck this journey
You heard me, you heard me, now, swervin', hittin' curbs and
And my ****, my **** came home, so it just got real
[PreChorus]
Yeah, yeah, for real
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout if they ain't talkin' 'bout me, ****
Let it be known, yeah, it's that real
Yeah, yeah, for real
For real
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout if they ain't talkin' 'bout
We the **** everybody talkin' 'bout, it's that real
Yeah, for real
[Chorus]
Backyard, we chillin', backyard, we drinkin', smokin'
Homie brought out the liquor, backyard, we gettin' high
Back-backyard, we chillin', back-backyard, we smokin', drinkin'
Back-backyard, we gettin' high
Backyard, we chillin', backyard, we drinkin', smokin'
Homie brought out the liquor, backyard, we gettin' high
Back-backyard, we chillin', back-backyard, we smokin', drinkin'
Back-backyard, we gettin' high
Written by: Gwen Gordy Fuqua, Jacques Bermon Webster II, Joshua Scruggs, MIKE DEAN, Marvin Gaye, Ozan Yildirim, Sandra Elaine Greene


