制作
出演艺人
MARTY
表演者
GAWVI
声乐
Tommy Royale
声乐
作曲和作词
Ben Lopez
作曲
Dmitry Lavender
作曲
Martin Santiago
作曲
Christopher T. Justice
作曲
Israel Steven Mercedes
作曲
Gabriel Azucena
作曲
Bryan Aponte
作曲
制作和工程
Ben Lopez
制作人
Dmitry Lavender
制作人
Jacob “Biz” Morris
混音工程师
歌词
[Intro]
I made this song during quarantine, second week
Let's just drop this as soon as possible
Yeah
[Chorus]
No handouts, had to make it happen (Make it happen)
Got a grace on me, yeah, and it's everlasting (Everlasting)
I can't waste no time, this can't be like last year (No, no, no)
Heard a lot of talkin', heard a lot of cappin', woo, yeah
No handouts, I gotta make it happen (Make it happen)
No handouts, I gotta make it happen (Make it happen)
No handouts, I gotta make it happen (Make it happen)
Heard a lot of talkin', heard a lot of cappin', woo, yeah
[Verse 1]
Gotta one up all these lil' rappers (Lil' rappers)
I'm not the same Marty that you spoke to last year (No, no, no)
Treatin' every year like it was my last year (Sheesh)
Yeah, and if it was, give my pub to my girl (Woo)
Jump shot, wrist, then I hit 'em with the swirl
I see it in your face, I don't need to hear a word (Not a word)
Yeah, this a blessing and a curse (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I told God that I'll never go to church (Yes, I did)
Holy Spirit in me told me not to worry (Not to worry)
Told me I was callin' you before your (Woo) Birth
So get back on your feet and get to work (Get to work)
Yeah, you were at your best at my worst (Yeah)
[Chorus]
No handouts, had to make it happen (Make it happen)
Got a grace on me, yeah, and it's everlasting (Everlasting)
I can't waste no time, this can't be like last year (No, no, no)
Heard a lot of talkin', heard a lot of cappin', woo, yeah
No handouts, I gotta make it happen (Make it happen)
No handouts, I gotta make it happen (Make it happen)
No handouts, I gotta make it happen (Make it happen)
Heard a lot of talkin', heard a lot of cappin', woo, yeah (Yeah, yeah, ah-oh-oh)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, feelin' like a brand new kid
They hit the like but they go and switch
MartyMar, where I start?
Rhema Soul days locked in the stu'
Even shared a class up in high school
Remember days dreamin', listenin' to Wu
Broward boys, yeah, they wanna be crew
I know you tired of the fake
But you already know how we play the game
Many doubted us, broken promises
Now we hit the road up
Coogi sweater down, cops all around, you my dawg till we die, yeah (Oh)
Yeah, boy, this ain't no hand-out
Yeah, yeah, we just made it happen, that's on God, yeah
This ain't even, huh
Boy, you know a heathen, yeah
Been ridin' since day one
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, mmm
I can't waste no time, this can't be like last year (No, no, no)
Heard a lot of talkin', heard a lot of cappin', woo
[Verse 3]
Yeah, in the Ville and I'm steady stackin' (Steady stackin')
Never woulda dreamed we could make it rappin' (Make it rappin')
Me and GAWVI, we're still sellin' fashion (Sellin' fashion)
Thought my Tesla hands-free and then I crashed it, woo, yeah
Misfit gang lookin' at me like whoa (Whoa)
Now the Devil lookin' at me like no (No)
Haters waitin' and expectin' me to lose (Woo)
But all we do is win, what's a truce? (What's a truce?)
Sheesh, capisce, Humble Beast (Woo)
But I still got this game on leash
[Chorus]
No handouts, had to make it happen (Make it happen)
Got a grace on me, yeah, and it's everlasting (Everlasting)
I can't waste no time, this can't be like last year (No, no, no)
Heard a lot of talkin', heard a lot of cappin', woo, yeah (Muchos están capiando, jeje, Tommy)
[Verse 4]
El nene fichu (Hey)
Un año y ya me pagan por los feature (Ooh-wee)
Aquí no hay issue (Hey)
Par de meses en esto, yo soy como el virus (Ooh-wee)
¿Cómo es posible? (Hey)
2018, Dios me hizo libre (Oh, no)
Las iglesia aquí no me quieren
No importa, porque en las discos somo' miles (Brr)
Jesús
Me miran porque soy la luz
Te busco como Celia Cruz
El tumbao que yo tengo es "¡whoosh!"
Ya tengo mi cruz
No me quieren aquí, no me quieren acá
Porque traigo sazón, ellos solo quieren sal
No me pongo a quejar, me pongo a grabar
Para decir que tú estás mal
So no te metas, no aceptamos fekas
Al fin logré mi meta, de ser el más que suena, eh-ah, jaja (Ooh-wee)
No handouts, no me dieron na'
El combo que yo tengo, todos son leal
Están vendiendo sueños, yo no va comprar
Hablo sin capiar (Jejejeje)
[Outro]
Tommy, Marty for president, que por este sí voto
There's no apologies
Written by: Ben Lopez, Bryan Aponte, Christopher T. Justice, Dmitry Lavender, Gabriel Azucena, Israel Steven Mercedes, Martin Santiago

