Danny revealed that Kendrick heard the unfinished song and wrote the hook and a verse, prompting Danny to finish the song:
“I didn’t do it, Kendrick did it. The song was in the studio and it was just an unfinished song. I was trying to figure out what I was gonna do with it—he just went to the studio and took it! Then it came back and he had a hook on it, a bridge, a 24, and then I reached out to Earl and Ab, you know what I’m saying, and we threw their verses on there. It’s really his song!“
The song originally premiered at a Danny Brown concert on September 18, 2016 before being aired on Hot 97 just days later.
“When I was making XXX, my top three rappers—the three guys that I was like, “Damn, I think they might rap better than me”—were Ab-Soul, Kendrick, and Earl. The guys I looked at as competition are now my friends. We’re like the Four Horsemen.
It’s always good to have that posse cut on a rap album, more so than just having features all over it. I wanted to have that one classic posse cut.“
- Danny Brown via Entertainment Weekly
Black Milk works mostly with Detroit rappers, but he’s had some pretty notable songs, including collaborations with Danny Brown and Kendrick Lamar—two of the rappers on “Really Doe.”
Really Doe
Danny Brown Lyrics
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All that talk then no show
Cannot tell me nothin'
Show me somethin' I ain't seen before
That hoe want my piccolo
Smoking on that mistletoe
Make her kiss all on it while we cha-cha, but on 24's
She look like a centerfold
Suckin' on it like she gettin' vitamins and minerals
I be on the chemicals, she be on my testicles
Poke her with my tentacle then put her on my schedule
Rolling up them vegetables
Rapping with that special flow
Only way you're next to blow if you be strapped with C4
I be fresh from head to toe, every day a fashion show
Used to tote that Calico and serve like John McEnroe
Now I sell out all my shows
Used to sell out all my blow
That was back when we was coppin' dubs to try and roll a 4
Now a nigga livin' good
I done made it out the hood
Think I'm goin' back?
I wish a motherfucker would
Yeah, they say I got the city on fire
I ain't boomin', that's a goddamn lie, whoa
Really doe, like really doe
Really doe, like really doe
They say I got the city on fire
I ain't boomin', that's a goddamn lie, whoa
Really doe, like really doe
Really doe, like really doe
Still wicked as Aleister Crowley, niggas know me well
For heaven's sake, I'm the GOAT, you haters can go to hell
When you're getting money, nigga, every day is sunny
I'ma act an ass on that donkey, let her pull my ponytail
Second grade, took my mama weddin' ring, took that bitch
To show-and-tell, now I'm married to the game to no avail
Grounded me for like a month, now I'm gettin' high as fuck
Employer tryna write me up, but now I'm a writer
With ambitions of a rider, and half the shit on my rider I don't even want
The Fanta's for us, the Henny's for the sluts (chyeah)
Givenchy bikers with the Raf rips
Balmain badmon, Bathing Ape on my dick
Paid by the Bloods, raised by the Crips
Soulo Ho the prophecies, atrocities, exhibition
Oh yeah, now a nigga livin' good
But good could be better I wish a motherfucker would
Yeah, they say I got the city on fire
I ain't boomin', that's a goddamn lie, whoa
Really doe, like really doe
Really doe, like really doe
They say I got the city on fire
I ain't boomin', that's a goddamn lie, whoa
Really doe, like really doe
Really doe, like really doe
Life is like an appetite of truth and dare, I double dare ya
Life can end in vain before the end is near
See I can hear you crying
Silence sittin' in the dark
Holdin' crosses 'cross your heart
Sin is such a work of art
Watch out for the love lost
Bet a thousand, shoot a thousand
Things a nigga do for thousands
Made a million counting sheep
Gave it all to public housin'
Taking off to Abu Dhabi
Beamin' up the motor, Scotty
Talking to promoters, Scotty
Everybody know it's Gotti
Murder one, you've heard of them
The Revenant, the all day madness
Got it off to wipe it off, the evidence, the blood on mattress
Big power, big stages
My zoo cannot fit the cages
This booth is not used to fakin'
My crew just love confrontation
I chewed the face off the laces
I moved the weight from the waitress
I chef the pot that made poison
I cooked then tipped all the patients
My bitch is way beyond basic
That's life insurance, car insurance, good pussy insurance
Aye, look what I ain't doin'
Aye, ridin' in foreigns
Aye, K-Dot, four years, I got the same watch
But it's the real watch and that bitch fire
Speed Racer waitin' outside
The roof on it like a tank top
Countin' money, watchin' paint dry
When I'm done is when the rain stops, uh
They say I got the city on fire
I ain't boomin', that's a goddamn lie, whoa
Really doe, like really doe
Really doe, like really doe
They say I got the city on fire
I ain't boomin', that's a goddamn lie, whoa
Really doe, like really doe
Really doe, like really doe
Listen
I wish a motherfuckin' would
Brown, I had to put my foot down
So I could pop in the clutch
Your hate palpable, your jaw full of dust
You gon' keep talkin' or are we lockin' it up?
And I'm the type of nigga it ain't never been an honor to judge
You a mouse that the falcon picked up
So disrespect and gettin' checked like the top of the month
I was a liar as a kid so now I'm honest as fuck
And I never passed my mama no blunt, it kept my head straight
Less than deadweight, never been a problem to dump
Look, I just broke up with my bitch cause we ain't argue enough
I keep it dirty as the spliffs my uncle Alchemist puff
I strike a birdie on 'em, while I hit your mouth with the club
I wake up early on 'em, gettin' out the house is a must
It's like a sweaty pit, sweaty sit, countin' your dubs
Either that or you gon' catch me on a mountain with monks
Loungin', ask your girl why her mouth on my nuts
You've been the same motherfucker since 2001
Well it's the left-handed shooter, Kyle Lowry the pump
I'm at your house like, "why you got your couch on my Chucks"
Motherfucker
The song Really Doe by Danny Brown featuring Kendrick Lamar, Ab-Soul, and Earl Sweatshirt is an ode to the rappers’ different experiences, both good and bad, as they made their way up in the world of music. The lyrics reflect a sense of pride, confidence, and defiance, as well as a nod to their established talent and skill. The opening lines, “You niggas don't even know, all that talk then no show” convey the rappers’ frustration with the industry, as they continue to achieve success despite being underestimated by their peers.
Danny Brown lays down his signature sound with playful lyrics, contrasting Kendrick Lamar’s more serious and thought-provoking verses. Ab-Soul adds his characteristic grit and rawness to the track, while Earl Sweatshirt surprises with a more subdued contribution to the song. The themes that emerge from the song are strength, resilience, and an unwavering determination to succeed.
The chorus, “They say I got the city on fire, I ain’t boomin’, that’s a goddamn lie, woah. Really doe, like really doe” is the perfect punchline to the song, as it serves as a confident response to anyone who doubts the rappers' abilities. This, coupled with the production featuring a dramatic and intense beat, is a testament to the uniqueness of this song.
Line by Line Meaning
You niggas don't even know
You guys are completely clueless
All that talk then no show
You talk a big game but don't follow through
Cannot tell me nothin'
You can't tell me anything
Show me somethin' I ain't seen before
Impress me with something new
That hoe want my piccolo
That woman wants my attention
Smoking on that mistletoe
Smoking marijuana
Make her kiss all on it while we cha-cha, but on 24's
Engaging in intimate acts while driving a luxury car
She look like a centerfold
She looks like a model
Mouth all on my genitals
Performing oral sex on me
Suckin' on it like she gettin' vitamins and minerals
Performing oral sex with enthusiasm
I be on the chemicals, she be on my testicles
I take drugs, she performs sexual acts on me
Poke her with my tentacle then put her on my schedule
Being in control of the sexual encounter
Rolling up them vegetables
Rolling marijuana joints
Rapping with that special flow
Rapping with a unique and captivating style
Only way you're next to blow if you be strapped with C4
The only way you'll succeed is if you have explosive talent
I be fresh from head to toe, every day a fashion show
I always look stylish and fashionable
Used to tote that Calico and serve like John McEnroe
I used to carry a gun and sell drugs aggressively
Now I sell out all my shows
Now my concerts are completely sold out
Used to sell out all my blow
I used to sell all my drugs
That was back when we was coppin' dubs to try and roll a 4
In the past, we would buy small quantities of drugs to make a profit
Now a nigga livin' good
Now I'm living a comfortable and successful life
I done made it out the hood
I managed to escape the poor neighborhood I grew up in
Think I'm goin' back?
Do you really think I'll return?
I wish a motherfucker would
I dare someone to even try
Yeah, they say I got the city on fire
People claim that I have a strong influence in the city
I ain't boomin', that's a goddamn lie, woah
I'm not as successful as they claim, it's a lie
Really doe, like really doe
Seriously, for real
Still wicked as Aleister Crowley, niggas know me well
I'm still as sinister as Aleister Crowley, people are familiar with my reputation
For heaven's sake, I'm the GOAT, you haters can go to hell
I'm the greatest of all time, haters can suffer
When you're getting money, nigga, every day is sunny
When you're making money, every day is a good day
I'ma act an ass on that donkey, let her pull my ponytail
I'll behave foolishly, allowing a woman to have control over me
Second grade, took my mama weddin' ring, took that bitch to show-and-tell
In second grade, I took my mother's wedding ring to show and tell
Now I'm married to the game to no avail
Now I'm excessively committed to the music industry with no significant success
Grounded me for like a month, now I'm gettin' high as fuck
My parents punished me for a month, now I use drugs excessively
Employer tryna write me up, but now I'm a writer
My boss tried to reprimand me, but now I'm a successful writer
With ambitions of a rider, and half the shit on my rider I don't even want
I have the aspirations of a successful artist, but I don't even desire half of the things in my contract
The Fanta's for us, the Henny's for the sluts (chyeah)
We drink Fanta while the promiscuous women drink Hennessy
Givenchy bikers with the Raf rips
Wearing expensive Givenchy clothes with ripped Raf Simons pieces
Balmain badmon, Bathing Ape on my dick
Wearing stylish Balmain clothing and being admired by fans of Bathing Ape
Paid by the Bloods, raised by the Crips
I receive money from Blood gang members but grew up under the influence of Crip gang members
Soulo Ho the prophecies, atrocities, exhibition
Soulo Ho is making predictions and displaying shocking behavior
Oh yeah, now a nigga livin' good
Now I'm living a comfortable and successful life
But good could be better I wish a motherfucker would
Although things are going well, I dare someone to try and challenge me
Life is like an appetite of truth and dare, I double dare ya
Life is unpredictable, full of risks and challenges
Life can end in vain before the end is near
Life can be wasted without achieving anything significant
See I can hear you crying
I am aware of your pain and suffering
Silence sittin' in the dark
An eerie silence fills the room
Holdin' crosses 'cross your heart
Holding on to hope and faith
Sin is such a work of art
Wrongdoing can be seen as an impressive and skilled creation
Watch out for the love lost
Be cautious of losing love or affection
Bet a thousand, shoot a thousand
Constantly taking chances and risks
Things a nigga do for thousands
The lengths people go for money
Made a million counting sheep
Became wealthy through various means
Gave it all to public housin'
Donated the money to public housing projects
Taking off to Abu Dhabi
Traveling to Abu Dhabi
Beamin' up the motor, Scotty
Speeding away in a luxurious car
Talking to promoters, Scotty
Negotiating with music event organizers
Everybody know it's Gotti
Everyone is aware of my reputation
Murder one, you've heard of them
I'm associated with serious crimes
The Revenant, the all day madness
A reference to being relentless and chaotic throughout the day
Got it off to wipe it off, the evidence, the blood on mattress
Disposed of evidence, including blood-stained mattresses
Big power, big stages
Having a significant amount of influence and performing on large stages
My zoo cannot fit the cages
My entourage is too large to fit in conventional spaces
This booth is not used to fakin'
I'm not accustomed to being fake while in the recording booth
My crew just love confrontation
My group of friends enjoys confrontations and conflicts
I chewed the face off the laces
I vigorously and aggressively destroyed the shoelaces
I moved the weight from the waitress
I transferred the responsibility from the waitress to myself
I chef the pot that made poison
I skillfully cooked the dangerous drugs
I cooked then tipped all the patients
I prepared the drugs and then distributed them
My bitch is way beyond basic
My partner is extraordinary and exceptional
That's life insurance, car insurance, good pussy insurance
Having a partner with valuable qualities and assets
Aye, look what I ain't doin'
Hey, take notice of what I'm not doing
Aye, ridin' in foreigns
Hey, driving expensive foreign cars
Aye, K-Dot, four years, I got the same watch
Hey, Kendrick Lamar, we've known each other for four years and I still wear the same watch
But it's the real watch and that bitch fire
But it's an authentic and expensive watch
Speed Racer waitin' outside
A fast car is waiting for me outside
The roof on it like a tank top
The roof of the car is open like a tank top
Countin' money, watchin' paint dry
Counting money and being extremely bored
When I'm done is when the rain stops, uh
Only when I'm finished does everything settle down
Listen
Pay attention
I wish a motherfuckin' would
I dare someone to even try
Brown, I had to put my foot down
As Danny Brown, I had to establish my authority
So I could pop in the clutch
So I can take control and excel in my career
Your hate palpable, your jaw full of dust
You hate me intensely, leaving you speechless
You gon' keep talkin' or are we lockin' it up?
Will you continue talking or will we fight?
And I'm the type of nigga it ain't never been an honor to judge
I'm the type of person who doesn't care about being judged
You a mouse that the falcon picked up
You're weak and defenseless, easily preyed upon
So disrespect and gettin' checked like the top of the month
If you disrespect me, you'll face consequences like paying bills at the beginning of the month
I was a liar as a kid so now I'm honest as fuck
I used to lie a lot as a child, so now I'm brutally honest
And I never passed my mama no blunt, it kept my head straight
I wouldn't share marijuana with my mother, as it helped me stay focused
Less than deadweight, never been a problem to dump
I'm never a burden and I'm easy to let go of
Look, I just broke up with my bitch cause we ain't argue enough
I ended my relationship because we didn't argue as much as I wanted
I keep it dirty as the spliffs my uncle Alchemist puff
I maintain a gritty and raw style like the marijuana joints my uncle Alchemist smokes
I strike a birdie on 'em, while I hit your mouth with the club
I metaphorically hit a golf shot while simultaneously insulting someone
I wake up early on 'em, gettin' out the house is a must
I wake up early to be productive and leave the house
It's like a sweaty pit, sweaty sit, countin' your dubs
It's a tense and uncomfortable situation, anxiously counting your money
Either that or you gon' catch me on a mountain with monks
Either I'm focused on my success or finding peace with monks
Loungin', ask your girl why her mouth on my nuts
Relaxing while your girlfriend performs oral sex on me
You've been the same motherfucker since 2001
You haven't changed or progressed since 2001
Well it's the left-handed shooter, Kyle Lowry the pump
I am the left-handed shooter, emphasizing my accuracy like basketball player Kyle Lowry
I'm at your house like, 'why you got your couch on my Chucks'
I'm boldly invading your personal space and demanding an explanation
Motherfucker
Insulting term to address someone
Lyrics © WARP MUSIC LIMITED, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Daniel Sewell, Curtis Cross, Giovanni Cristiani, Herbert Anthony Stevens, Kendrick Lamar Duckworth, Thebe Kgositsile
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@NakeyJakey
throw Vince and Gibbs on this and it's all my favorite rapper boys
@brandontucker7460
add joey too and this track would be perfect
@slazygio
Free Gangsta Gibbs
@crystalsanagi
Oh shit you're here!!!! I'm a sub to your channel lol
@abigailweller3582
Vince Staples too
@crystalsanagi
Abigail Weller He literally said that or can you not read? lol
@ash7324
The longer Danny Brown's career go on the higher his voice gets, only dogs gon be able to hear his shit soon
@ChinoCochino
L
@fluidplays1894
Comment of the year goes to you sir.
@Sasuke-Dono
😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂