HUMBLE.
Kendrick Lamar Lyrics
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It's been that day for me
Way (yeah, yeah)
Ayy, I remember syrup sandwiches and crime allowances
Finesse a nigga with some counterfeits
But now I'm countin' this
Parmesan where my accountant lives
In fact, I'm downin' this
D'usse with my boo bae, tastes like Kool-Aid for the analysts
Girl, I can buy yo' ass the world with my paystub
Ooh, that pussy good, won't you sit it on my taste bloods?
I get way too petty once you let me do the extras
Pull up on your block, then break it down, we playin' Tetris
A.M. To the P.M., P.M. To the A.M., funk
Piss out your per diem, you just gotta hate 'em, funk
If I quit your BM, I still ride Mercedes, funk
If I quit this season, I still be the greatest, funk
My left stroke just went viral
Right stroke put lil' baby in a spiral
Soprano C, we like to keep it on a high note
It's levels to it, you and I know
Bitch, be humble
(Hol' up, bitch) sit down
(Hol' up lil', hol' up lil' bitch) be humble
(Hol' up, bitch) sit down
(Sit down, lil' bitch)
Be humble
(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) bitch, sit down
Lil' bitch (hol' up, lil' bitch) be humble
(Hol' up, bitch) sit down
(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) be humble
(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, lil' bitch) sit down
(Hol' up lil' bitch) be humble
(Hol' up, bitch) sit down
(Hol' up, sit down, lil' bitch)
(Sit down, lil' bitch) be humble
(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, lil' bitch) bitch, sit down
(Hol' up, bitch) be humble
(Hol' up, bitch) sit down
(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)
Who dat nigga thinkin' that he frontin' on man, man? (Man, man)
Get the fuck off my stage, I'm the Sandman (Sandman)
Get the fuck off my dick, that ain't right
I make a play fuckin' up your whole life
I'm so fuckin' sick and tired of the Photoshop
Show me somethin' natural like afro on Richard Pryor
Show me somethin' natural like ass with some stretchmarks
Still'll take you down right on your mama's couch in Polo socks, ayy
This shit way too crazy, ayy
You do not amaze me, ayy
I blew cool from AC, ayy
Obama just paged me, ayy
I don't fabricate it, ayy
Most of y'all be fakin', ayy
I stay modest 'bout it, ayy
She elaborate it, ayy
This that Grey Poupon, that Evian, that TED Talk, ayy
Watch my soul speak, you let the meds talk, ayy
If I kill a nigga, it won't be the alcohol, ayy
I'm the realest nigga after all
Bitch, be humble
(Hol' up, bitch) sit down
(Hol' up lil', hol' up lil' bitch) be humble
(Hol' up, bitch) sit down
(Sit down, lil' bitch)
Be humble
(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) bitch, sit down
Lil' bitch (hol' up, lil' bitch) be humble
(Hol' up, bitch) sit down
(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) be humble
(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, lil' bitch) sit down
(Hol' up lil' bitch) be humble
(Hol' up, bitch) sit down
(Hol' up, sit down, lil' bitch)
(Sit down, lil' bitch) be humble
(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, lil' bitch) bitch, sit down
(Hol' up, bitch) be humble
(Hol' up, bitch) sit down
(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)
The opening lyrics of Kendrick Lamar's "HUMBLE." is a message emphasizing on his desire to remain true to himself, despite his growing fame and success. He tells us that he doesn't need anyone to pray for him and that he's learned to navigate and overcome the struggles and challenges that come with his career. In the succeeding lines, he moves on to reflect on his come-up and how he's emerged from a life of poverty and struggle. He compares where he has come from with where he is now and acknowledges the contrast in his current luxurious lifestyle, boasting about driving a Mercedes even if he were to break up with his girlfriend. He also shows how he's still humble, despite his newfound fame and fortune, keeping it real and true to himself.
As the song proceeds, the lyrics begin to reflect Kendrick's bold and confident personality. He's a superstar, and he knows it. The rapper's clever wordplay is evident as he incorporates seemingly unrelated phrases and references making the lyrics cryptic and open to interpretation. The latter half of the song is particularly powerful with his delivery becoming more aggressive as he calls out those who are faking it, those who are using filters and Photoshop to hide their flaws. He further shows admiration for natural beauty, likening it to Richard Pryor's afro and calling for the display of stretch marks as a sign of authenticity. Finally, he asserts his position as a genuine individual and declares his greatness, stating that he's the "realest nigga after all."
Line by Line Meaning
Nobody pray for me
I don't need anyone's help
It's been that day for me
I've been dealing with this difficult situation for a while now
Ayy, I remember syrup sandwiches and crime allowances
I have memories of being poor and doing illegal things for money
Finesse a nigga with some counterfeits
I used to trick people with fake money
But now I'm countin' this
But now I'm counting real money
Parmesan where my accountant lives
I have so much money that I can afford to eat expensive cheese
In fact, I'm downin' this
In fact, I'm drinking expensive alcohol
D'usse with my boo bae, tastes like Kool-Aid for the analysts
I'm drinking a high-end cognac with my girlfriend and it tastes as good as cheap Kool-Aid to us
Girl, I can buy yo' ass the world with my paystub
I make so much money that I could afford to buy you anything if I wanted to
Ooh, that pussy good, won't you sit it on my taste bloods?
I like having sex with you because it feels good and I want you to sit on my lap
I get way too petty once you let me do the extras
I tend to act immature and get angry over small things when you let me have my way
Pull up on your block, then break it down, we playin' Tetris
I'm going to your neighborhood and causing chaos, like playing a game of Tetris in which I'm taking things apart
A.m. To the P.M., P.M. To the A.M., funk
I like to party and have fun all day and all night
Piss out your per diem, you just gotta hate 'em, funk
I don't care about your daily allowance, and you may be jealous of me for that
If I quit your BM, I still ride Mercedes, funk
If I break up with your girlfriend, I'm still going to ride in a luxury car
If I quit this season, I still be the greatest, funk
Even if I decide to stop making music after this album, I will still be considered the best in the game
My left stroke just went viral
My rapping skills are becoming very popular and famous
Right stroke put lil' baby in a spiral
My sexual skills can be overwhelming and difficult to handle for some women
Soprano C, we like to keep it on a high note
We like to keep our music high quality and inspiring
It's levels to it, you and I know
There are different levels to success and we both know it
Who dat nigga thinkin' that he frontin' on man, man? (Man, man)
Who does that person think he is, acting superior to us?
Get the fuck off my stage, I'm the Sandman (Sandman)
Get off my stage, I'm in control here
Get the fuck off my dick, that ain't right
Stop bothering me and trying to be close to me, that's not appropriate
I make a play fuckin' up your whole life
I can ruin your life with my actions if I want to
I'm so fuckin' sick and tired of the Photoshop
I'm tired of seeing fake and manufactured images all over the media
Show me somethin' natural like afro on Richard Pryor
I want to see something real, like Richard Pryor's natural hair
Show me somethin' natural like ass with some stretchmarks
I want to see something authentic, like a woman's natural body with stretch marks
Still'll take you down right on your mama's couch in Polo socks, ayy
I'm still capable of having sex with you, even in your mom's house and while wearing expensive socks
This shit way too crazy, ayy
This situation is too intense and overwhelming
You do not amaze me, ayy
I'm not impressed by you or your actions
I blew cool from AC, ayy
I'm chill because of the cold air conditioning
Obama just paged me, ayy
I'm important enough to receive a page from the former US President
I don't fabricate it, ayy
I don't make up anything, I'm real
Most of y'all be fakin', ayy
Most people fake their actions or words
I stay modest 'bout it, ayy
I don't brag about my success
She elaborate it, ayy
My girlfriend may exaggerate or add details to things
This that Grey Poupon, that Evian, that TED Talk, ayy
This is high-class, like Grey Poupon mustard, Evian water, and a TED Talk
Watch my soul speak, you let the meds talk, ayy
Listen to my true self, instead of letting my medication affect my behavior
If I kill a nigga, it won't be the alcohol, ayy
If I were to kill someone, it would be my own responsibility and not influenced by alcohol
I'm the realest nigga after all
I am the most authentic and truest person in the game
Bitch, be humble
You should behave in a humble way
(Hol' up, bitch) sit down
Calm down and don't act so arrogantly
(Hol' up lil' bitch, hol' up lil' bitch) be humble
You should be humble and not act like a child
(Sit down, lil' bitch)
You need to sit down and listen
(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) bitch, sit down
Hold on, stop what you're doing and listen
(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, lil' bitch) sit down
You need to stop acting so arrogantly and listen
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Asheton Terrence Hogan, Michael Len Williams, Anthony Tiffith, Kendrick Lamar Duckworth
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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