I've been hearing silence on the other side for way too long
I might say some stupid things tonight when you pick up this call I think something's fucking wrong with meĭrown myself in alcohol, that shit never helps at all No sleep, up all week, wasting time with people I don't like Watch me take a good thing and fuck it all up in one nightĬatch me, I'm the one on the run away from the headlights He just freestyled a 10 minute riff." After Harrison left, MGK FaceTimed him and told him that Travis Barker was putting down the drums for the track. Like that altro is really part of his verse. Like just put me in.” and he off the top of the head, came, “Roll me up. Do you like this song? Can you think of anything?” And he was like, “Oh yeah, this is great. I’m talking about, he walked into the booth and I’m like, “Dude, you got 10 minutes. MGK had two verses on the song that were his, he threw away the second verse and asked Harrison in, Harrison listened to the instrumental and decided what he wanted to say, MGK noted that Harrison freestyled his entire verse, MGK explained: "When I say free, I don’t mean like figuring it out over and over. He told his producers and described Harrison as "this crazy British kid" who would "sound perfect on air". He decided he wanted someone specific, vocal wise, on the song and thought about YUNGBLUD.
And sometimes thats all it takes, it's just that feeling you know what I mean.Machine Gun Kelly's producer already had the riff and the put together the instrumental for the song. Now I'm back in Ashleigh's mom's basement, I'm thinking about life, you know, I'm on a shit ton of vicodin cause the doctors at the hospital you know gave us something cause we got into that car accident and Ashleigh runs downstairs and she's like “Yo, yo, Kells, Kells, you're not gonna believe who wants to talk to you right now." I'm like, "who?” She's like “He's gonna call you in 30 seconds." Now I guess, when I was in New York, I had made some kinda noise cause this dude named Byron who ended up becoming my manager later on took this video I had called “Chip off the Block” over to Bad Boy and showed Harve Pierre and Harve Pierre went and showed that vid to a guy named Puff, so I answer my phone, depressed, down, fucked up on vicodin and I hear: “Please hold, I have Mister Sean Combs for you." I said, god damn, life's about to change, man, I felt it. I don't know if it was just because we just got into a crazy car crash and could've died a couple of hours ago but I'm in there and like you know I'm not feeling this shit man I'm not feeling this record label shit and we drove back to Cleveland. So this dude that, I ended up partnering with later on, his name's James McMillan, he comes and gets us to these meetings and shit, somehow, someway. I mean, my boy had to go the hospital you know the ambulance came and shit, he ended up being alright, but our meeting's with the record label started at 2 and we didn't have no car, and now we were stuck in a fucking hospital in New Jersey.
#MGK ALL NIGHT LONG LYRICS WINDOWS#
The car was totalled, the windows were smashed, it was cold as fuck, it was raining outside, but we were actually okay. Yo, I swear to God I woke up half my body's laying outside the car in the ditch, like 15-20 feet away from where we just were.
#MGK ALL NIGHT LONG LYRICS FULL#
But you know, he had a license so it made sense for him to drive so cut to like 7 and a half hours later, I'm pulling over in this emergency lane and right as I'm opening the door to switch with Slim, boom! This fucking car going full speed on the highway swerves off the road and smashed into us. And I'm driving us there, but my license's suspended so I tell Slim, I'm like “Yo, I gotta pull up before we get to New York and switch, so you can drive in case we get pulled over" cause we got pulled over the last time we went there. I think she had to some work some shit or something, so she couldn't go so we were gonna go out there and see what these labels were talking about. And you know, the crazy part is, Ashleigh rented this white Nissan Altima for me and Slim so we could drive out to New York. This shit right here, man, this shit feels right! Aye Dub! Aye Dre! Aye Irv! you know it's all year right? Hah! I'm sitting here in the middle of New York City, the night before I gotta turn my second album in, higher than a motherfucka, drunker than a motherfucka, with my boys, and I'm thinking, damn, man 5 years ago, we were dead broke chilling in Cleveland everyday, and the next thing you know, people are calling us about record deals.
Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long