Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Owen Baekey
Songwriter
Kobe Holmes
Songwriter
Lyrics
And in fact, I think there's a saying y'all familiar with, it's called
I wish you would
If rap don't work, I'll start a deli
And keep the greatest album in the vault like Martin Shkreli
My heart is heavy
I started out a flea market Felly
Now my art's compelling and I'm eating with the largest belly
I could hit you with a sentence as hard as Melly's
And all the green I got would make you think that I started selling
Cause now I swear that I could buy Kendrick Lamar's Pirellis
And with the heat I spit, I think I might commit arson like Nelly
I been killing rappers like a part in Belly
And I beat the fuck up out this beat until it started swelling
Dead bodies on the floor, they leave the carpet smelling
You know I had to get my hands dirty, all these other artists cleanly
But is it ever enough? I'll never stop writing verses
Swear to god, they'd have to sever my thumbs
But success is only measured in funds
Fuck where you getting it from
Either the burbs, or the tenement slums, hum
Welcome to Martin's Deli
Welcome to Martin's Deli
If you've been starving, tell me
Cause you're in Martin's Deli
If rap don't work, I'll get a corner store
And keep a notebook in the back, that's where my mortars stored
I got a smorgasbord, but these sandwiches get ordered more
So I just gotta keep 'em coming, I got more in store
These labels want me so bad, my raps are corporate porn
But I been dodging shitty deals because I'm more informed
It's hard to make it independent, I'm recording more
Keeping records stacked up in the vault like it was storage wars
I'm feeling trapped in this kitchen
All these rappers lacking purpose, bitch you're nothing but an accident living
Me, I'm sitting on immaculate writtens in the back of the business
Losing my mind, 'bout to have a conniption, yeah
That's why I rap with conviction like they just stuck me in the back of the prison
Pray some day an A&R will come and ask for my digits
And say they'll let me own my masters and shit if I come and sign
See that's a decision
Welcome to Martin's Deli
Welcome to Martin's Deli
If you've been starving, tell me
Cause you're in Martin's Deli
Welcome to Martin's Deli
Welcome to Martin's Deli
If you've been starving, tell me
Yeah, Yeah
Writer(s): Owen Baekey
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