“All My Friends” is a promotional single from UK based EDM producer Snakehips‘ upcoming studio album.
The Banger of Track features American recording artists’ Tinashe & Chance the Rapper.
Snakehips’ gentle, unobtrusive hip-hop percussion is a fitting complement for Tinashe’s ethereal coos, while Chance provides a sure-footed verse about the dark side of partying hard. [via Rap-Up]
“Dying is for real ni**as, dying off a pill, ni**a,” spits the Chicago rapper.
Hear their infectious anthem below.
Listen to: Snakehips ft. Tinashe, Chance the Rapper – ‘All My Friends’
Lyrics for Snakehips – ‘All My Friends’ ft. Tinashe, Chance the Rapper
[Verse 1: Tinashe]
We open with the vultures, kissing the cannibals
Sure I get lonely, when I’m the only
Only human in the heaving heat of the animals
Bit of brown salt, stinging on my tongue and I
I will not waver, I will not wait its turn
It will beat, it will burn, burn, burn your love into the ground
With the lips of another
‘Til you get lonely, sure I get lonely, sometimes[Hook: All]
All my friends are wasted
And I hate this club
Man I drink too much
Another Friday night I wasted
My eyes are black and red
I’m crawling back to you babe[Verse 2: Chance the Rapper]
I hit the bar
Pharmacy addict hit a Wall Street traffic took the car
We reinvent the wheel just to fall asleep at it, skrrr
Crash on the floor, catch the ZZZ’s
Popping the polar opposite the NZT
Hip hop and the propaganda say they name brand
But I done seen how the xan did my main man
The nights we won’t remember
Are the nights we won’t remember
I’ll be gone ’till November
On my city come December
Dreams are made for cages nigga
Lions are for real nigga
Dying is for real, niggas dying off of pills nigga
Friday’s awful chill and I escaped the treachery
I just had to rest in peace the recipe
The rest of us are praying that the sand will leave a tan
If you’re up right now, hope you hear what I’m saying
Hope you hear what I’m saying[Hook: All]
All my friends are wasted
And I hate this club
Man I drink too much
Another Friday night I wasted
My eyes are black and red
I’m crawling back to you babe[Bridge: Tinashe]
Don’t even know me
Sure I get lonely some nights
When the angels on my shoulder
Slump my head
I’m stuck here with the vultures
Hissing and circling
You didn’t call me, call me, call me, call me
I’m crawling, crawling, crawling back to you[Hook: All]
All my friends are wasted
And I hate this club
Man I drink too much
Another Friday night I wasted
My eyes are black and red
I’m crawling back to you babe
All my friends are wasted
And I hate this club
Man I drink too much
Another Friday night I wasted
My eyes are black and red
I’m crawling back to you babe