Born in Compton, California, Lamar began releasing music under the stage name K.Dot while attending high school. He signed with Top Dawg Entertainment (TDE) in 2005, and co-founded the hip hop supergroup Black Hippy there. Following the 2011 release of his alternative rap debut album Section.80, Lamar secured a joint contract with Dr. Dre's Aftermath Entertainment and Interscope Records. He rose to fame with his gangsta rap-influenced second album Good Kid, M.A.A.D City (2012), which became the longest-charting hip hop studio album in Billboard 200's chart history. In 2015, Lamar scored his first Billboard Hot 100 number-one single, after featuring on the remix of Taylor Swift's "Bad Blood", and released his third album, To Pimp a Butterfly, which infused hip-hop with historical African-American music genres such as jazz, funk, and soul, and became his first of five consecutive number-one albums on the Billboard 200 chart.
Lamar's critical and commercial success continued with his R&B and pop-leaning fourth album Damn (2017), yielding his second US number-one single, "Humble". He curated original songs for the soundtrack of the 2018 film Black Panther, earning a nomination for the Academy Award for Best Original Song for the US top-ten single "All the Stars". Lamar's 2022 double album Mr. Morale & the Big Steppers concluded his tenure with TDE and Aftermath. His feud with Drake and subsequent sixth album GNX (2024) spawned the Hot 100 number-ones "Like That" and "Squabble Up", as well as "Not Like Us", which became the most-awarded song in the Grammy Awards history, with five wins, including Song of the Year and Record of the Year.
Lamar has received various accolades, including 22 Grammy Awards (the third-most won by a rapper), a Primetime Emmy Award, a Brit Award, 4 American Music Awards, 7 Billboard Music Awards, 11 MTV Video Music Awards (including 2 Video of the Year wins), and a record 37 BET Hip Hop Awards. Time listed him as one of the 100 most influential people in the world in 2016. Three of his works were included in Rolling Stone's 2020 revision of the 500 Greatest Albums of All Time. Outside of music, Lamar co-founded the creative company PGLang and ventured into film with his longtime creative partner, Dave Free.
Kendrick Lamar Duckworth was born on June 17, 1987, in Compton, California. He is the first child of former gang hustler Kenneth "Kenny" Duckworth and hairdresser Paula Oliver. Both of his parents are African Americans from the South Side of Chicago. When they were teenagers, they relocated to Compton in 1984, due to his father's affiliation with the Gangster Disciples. Lamar was named after singer-songwriter Eddie Kendricks of the Temptations. He was an only child until the age of seven and was described as a loner by his mother. Eventually, his parents had his two younger brothers and younger sister, businesswoman Kayla Sawyer (née Duckworth). His cousins include basketball player Nick Young and rapper Baby Keem. He considered studying psychology and astronomy in college, but suspended his academic pursuits to focus on his music career.
Tupac Shakur is Lamar's biggest influence, having impacted both his professional and personal lives. One of his earliest childhood memories is watching him and Dr. Dre film the second music video for their single "California Love" with his father at the Compton Swap Meet. Lamar has described himself as an "offspring" of Shakur's artistry and sociopolitical views. Although some publications have regarded him as the Shakur of his generation, he has strived to maintain his individuality.
Lamar maintains a low public profile, and is known to be reserved. He is reluctant to publicly discuss his personal life and generally avoids using social media. He is also decisive when engaging with mainstream media outlets, although journalists have complimented his "Zen-like" calmness and down to earth personality. According to Lamar, he has become "so invested in who I am outside of being famous, sometimes that's all I know. I've always been a person that really didn't dive too headfirst into wanting and needing attention. I mean, we all love attention, but for me, I don't necessarily adore it." His lyrics have been a topic of media scrutiny, leading to both praise and controversy.
Lamar's public perception has also been influenced by the various rap feuds he has been involved with. Although some journalists declared him the winner of his highly publicized conflict with Drake, some felt that his victory was pyrrhic due to the severity of accusations introduced and the spread of online misinformation. Following the release of Good Kid, M.A.A.D City, media outlets have described Lamar as the "modern hip hop messiah". Some critics dislike his "grating" political infusions, causing him to be viewed as having a savior complex. However, Lamar has declared himself to be the "greatest rapper alive" due to his personal connection to hip hop. "I'm not doing it to have a good song, or one good rap, or a good hook, or a good bridge," he explained to Zane Lowe. "I want to keep doing it every time, period. And to do it every time, you have to challenge yourself and you have to confirm to yourself—not anybody else, confirm to yourself that you're the best, period. [...] That's my drive and that's my hunger, I will always have".
In November 2024, Kendrick Lamar released his sixth studio album, GNX, marking his first project after departing from Top Dawg Entertainment and Aftermath Entertainment. The album features collaborations with artists such as SZA, Roddy Ricch, and emerging Los Angeles rappers, and includes production contributions from Jack Antonoff. GNX blends elements reminiscent of his previous works, combining mainstream appeal with complex themes, and introduces new influences like the West Coast club sound. The album's release intensified Lamar's ongoing feud with Drake, particularly with the track "Not Like Us," which became a massive hit and won multiple Grammy awards. Following his performance at the Super Bowl Halftime Show in 2025, GNX returned to the top of the Billboard 200 chart, solidifying Lamar's status as a dominant force in contemporary hip-hop.
1 Train
Kendrick Lamar Lyrics
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Tell my A$AP killers get they pistols ready
Send 'em to the cemetery with obituaries
Don't be scared nigga, is you ready?
I've been thinking 'bout all the O's in my bank account (What?)
X the hoes in my bed is 'round the same amount (What?)
Ever since this new star fame came about
Or ever since me and Drizzy started hangin' outYoung boy, let his gun bang, let his nuts hang
Transition to a Lamborghini from a Mustang
Drugs slang in the drug game with the hustling
(I know one thing) anything is better than that 1 train
Bag made of Goyard, cheffin' like I'm Boyar-
Dee, probably selling D in your local courtyard
Braids like I'm O-Dog, my la familia go hard
Down to my inlaws, they outlaws with no laws
We outlawed then I bogart, any pros that got 'proached at
With a toe-tag, get broke off, in the projects with a skateboard
I roll past and I blaze y'all like, "Doo Doo!" I hate y'all
When the beef cooked, I ate y'all like, "Mmm mmm," let's play ball
In a ballpark with all sharks and a blindfold, I rhyme cold
My K hot, your 9 cold, that bark like K9 drone that banana clip
Straight from the rip, I'll make that shirt say RIP, I'm on some shit
If I'm not the hottest then Hell must've froze over
You thought it was safe then forgot what the code was
I carry traits of a traumatized soldier
Don't look in my face, I might snap, I might choke ya
Spine right out of place, give me dap like you 'posed ta
Darts at your posters, dark nights like this I metamorph like I'm 'posed ta
I might slice my wrist or pretend like a vulture and drop off this cliff
Barely even conscious, talking to my conscience
Gettin' deeper in these flows like conchesI'm on my convict, don't drop bars, I drop prisons
Don't sell rocks seen the spectrum through the prisms
Somehow bypassed the bias and the -isms
The violence and the killin', so given
They seen my pigment and thought that was the ign'ance
Unfortunately I am not that type of niglet
But pass the pot let me skillet
Just got back to the block from a 6 o'clock with Jigga
And I'm thinkin' 'bout signin' to the Roc
But my niggas on the block still assigned to the rocks!
And I swear it hurt me soul I try to prevail
But when I preach it only hurt their sales
Like you're only gon' end up either dead or in jail
But you my nigga, wish you the best for real
When you mention my name amongst other white rappers
Or for that matter, any fuckin' rapper,
Fuck it painter, skater, musician, trailer park dirt ditch diggin'
Burger flippin', eat, sleep, shittin' human bein'
You would be in trouble to body double or couple me
To these others 'cause comparatively speakin'
My reach is beyond the bubble that they put me in
My vision's beyond the Hubble's I huddle with Nubians
New beginning again you in school at 10, late
Radioactive's goin' gold and so? Great!
Do I give a flying duck if I'm applyin'
Love to my rhymin' plus alignin' us?
Alabama's climbin' up, wait, no I don't give a flying duck
Nothing but a buckshot, chck-pow!
Motherfuck your life, pussy blood clot
Ain't never been no rapper this cold since 2Pac was froze
And thawed out for spot date at a Coachella show, Yelawolf!
Weed a different color like a hoodrat bra and panties
And my flow be overhead like pots and pans in pantries
Antsy 'cause I'm high like Michael Jackson penny loafers
Moonwalkin' on the sun, barefoot, with shades on
Bitch pussy smell like a penguin
Wouldn't hit that shit with my worst enemy's penis
Bitch when I say this I mean this, "Ho, I'm the meanest"
Dick so big, stretch from Earth to Venus
That molly got me nauseous, on shit, no off switch
Lawless, obnoxious, on that "suck my cock" shit
That is my synopsis, ostrich pot shit
Hoes on some God shit, stop it! You not this!
Novice, regardless, heartless and awkward
Cryin' tears of vodka prima donna at the concert
Adonis smokin' chronic 'bout to vomit gin and tonic
Just bein' honest, tell me, isn't that ironic?
Swiftly, I shift the Beamer 860
A heavy smoker so you know I brought the Blake with me
The moon's reflection off the lake hit me
You should've stayed with me
Now many Asian bitches lay with me
The face is silky like a tablecloth (uh)
My shorty gallop in the morning on the beach like a Chilean horse (uh)
Red roses drop on boxes very often (uh)
Confetti torture, drinking Henny like I'm Kenny Lofton (uh)
Outstandin'
I fixed the game between Georgia Southern and Grambling
You see us scrambling, selling Susan Sarandon (Sarandon)
The cloud of smoke like the phantom (uh)
Damn this shit tastes like fantastic
You see me comin' through in each state
Just so the lord could put the fork inside the cheesecake
Cuffed to my wrist I've got the briefcase
The gavel slam, I'm a free man, try not to eat ham (Big KRIT, shawty)
Spit like my last breath, casket rap, six deep
Eyes closed, the black is back, out come the 'Lac with flats
After that, bottles I can't pronounce, like, "How you ask for that?"
Why you ask for crack and all you had was scratch?
All I had was rap, when all they had was wack
All I wanted was love, all they had was dap
Fuck them haters and fuck them hoes and cherish your wins
The aftermath, ask LeBron, open palm slap a bitch
Walk the plank or break a bank, I've been in the business of sinkin' ships
Chokin' niggas out with the anchors that they anchor with
Resuscitations cost the label, I'm taxing if you want a hit
Clear, fuck your career, bitch, I was born here
Been a killer, '86er, nigga, that's my born year
Get the fuck from 'round here, that's just my country ways
Suckin' on your momma's titty, bitchin' while I was choppin' blade
Grippin' grain, fuckin' hoes, candy paint like Everglades
Miss me with that rapper chatter, take that shit up with my bass
I put that on my sub, how could you ever doubt me?
Most rappers hoping the world end so they won't have to drop another album
B.b. King saw the king in me, so why can't you?
In order to come up close, you'll have to dig up Cash and Elvis, too
Muddy water flow, Dixie rebel past fuck your Louis flag
Popping benji tags on your wifey's ass
That's out of line, but in living color?
I'm more like Miya Bailey on you rap motherfuckers, a true artist
Kendrick Lamar’s "1 Train" is a collaborative track featuring a star-studded lineup of A$AP Rocky, Action Bronson, Big K.R.I.T, Danny Brown, Joey Bada$$, Yelawolf, and Kendrick himself. The song uses train metaphorically as a journey through inner-city life and highlights the struggles, adversities, and battles, both physical and philosophical faced by the artists. The song covers various themes such as survival, money, fame, drug trade, police brutality, street life, and racism.
The opening lines of the song are an intense call to arms, with Lamar comparing himself and his fellow rappers to vigilantes or missionaries. The song then proceeds with each artist providing their unique perspective while building off each other’s energy to create a sense of community and togetherness. The artists reveal themselves, show their lyrical prowess, and touch on difficult subjects that trouble the inner city.
In the final verse, Lamar shows his virtuosity by transitioning from fierce, confrontational rap to a contemplative and introspective reflection on his life experiences. Lamar admits his struggles, acknowledges his talent and fame, and the new challenges that come with it.
Overall, "1 Train" is an ode to the inner-city life, highlighting the energy, grittiness, and pain that pervades the city streets. The song is a tribute to the art of storytelling and lyrical ability, where each artist presents their unique perspective, energy, and personality to the track.
Line by Line Meaning
Feeling like a vigilante or a missionary
Having a mindset that resembles both a hero and a savior, ready to take action for a cause.
Tell my A$AP killers get they pistols ready
Instructing my crew, aligned with A$AP Mob, to prepare for confrontation.
Send 'em to the cemetery with obituaries
Intending to eliminate rivals, leaving behind a mark of their demise.
Don't be scared nigga, is you ready?
Encouraging courage among peers, questioning their preparedness for what's to come.
I've been thinking 'bout all the O's in my bank account (What?)
Reflecting on the significant amount of money I've accumulated.
X the hoes in my bed is 'round the same amount (What?)
Noticing that my sexual encounters have increased alongside my financial success.
Ever since this new star fame came about
Realizing how fame has changed my lifestyle and interactions.
Or ever since me and Drizzy started hangin' out
Acknowledging the impact of my association with Drake on my own career.
Young boy, let his gun bang, let his nuts hang
Referring to a younger generation's reckless bravado and acts of violence.
Transition to a Lamborghini from a Mustang
Signifying an upgrade in lifestyle, moving from something ordinary to something luxurious.
Drugs slang in the drug game with the hustling
Engaging in the illicit drug trade with constant effort and determination.
(I know one thing) anything is better than that 1 train
Expressing a disdain for a past phase of my life, indicating a desire for progress.
Bag made of Goyard, cheffin' like I'm Boyar-
Wearing expensive designer goods, cooking with expertise, akin to renowned chefs.
Dee, probably selling D in your local courtyard
Implying connections to drug deals likely happening in common urban areas.
Braids like I'm O-Dog, my la familia go hard
Adopting a style reminiscent of a tough character, representing a strong, loyal family.
Down to my inlaws, they outlaws with no laws
Highlighting an outlaw lifestyle that extends to my relatives, embracing a lack of rules.
We outlawed then I bogart, any pros that got 'proached at
Taking control in aggressive situations, confronting those who fronted or disrespected.
With a toe-tag, get broke off, in the projects with a skateboard
Inflicting consequences, even in low-income environments, where I also express my creativity.
I roll past and I blaze y'all like, 'Doo Doo!' I hate y'all
Proving my superiority while disregarding adversaries with disdain.
When the beef cooked, I ate y'all like, 'Mmm mmm,' let's play ball
Once conflicts escalate, I relish the victory over my opponents, inviting competition.
In a ballpark with all sharks and a blindfold, I rhyme cold
Navigating a dangerous, competitive environment while delivering sharp, impactful lyrics.
My K hot, your 9 cold, that bark like K9 drone that banana clip
My skills (K) are at their peak while others struggle; I command respect like a guard dog.
Straight from the rip, I'll make that shirt say RIP, I'm on some shit
Right from the start, I'm aggressive and ready to eliminate competition mercilessly.
If I'm not the hottest then Hell must've froze over
Stating my undeniable status as one of the best; anything else seems impossible.
You thought it was safe then forgot what the code was
Underestimating my presence can lead to dire consequences; stay aware of the rules.
I carry traits of a traumatized soldier
Reflecting on my struggles and experiences that shape my aggressive persona.
Don't look in my face, I might snap, I might choke ya
Warning others that my temper is unpredictable and can lead to violence.
Spine right out of place, give me dap like you 'posed ta
Feeling misaligned yet seeking acknowledgment and respect from peers.
Darts at your posters, dark nights like this I metamorph like I'm 'posed ta
Critiquing the superficiality of idolization, allowing myself to evolve in dire circumstances.
I might slice my wrist or pretend like a vulture and drop off this cliff
Expressing extreme emotions ranging from self-harm to detachment from life.
Barely even conscious, talking to my conscience
In a haze, I find myself reflecting deeply on my choices and morals.
Gettin' deeper in these flows like conches
Delving into intricate lyrical patterns, akin to the spiral of seashells.
I'm on my convict, don't drop bars, I drop prisons
Referring to my past experiences while conveying heavy, impactful messages through my lyrics.
Don't sell rocks seen the spectrum through the prisms
Avoiding inconsistent life choices and seeing through the illusions of poverty.
Somehow bypassed the bias and the -isms
Navigating societal prejudices and stereotypes, breaking free from their hold.
The violence and the killin', so given
Acknowledging that violence is a recurring element in society and my environment.
They seen my pigment and thought that was the ign'ance
Facing assumptions based on my race that mischaracterize my intelligence and abilities.
Unfortunately I am not that type of niglet
Rejecting negative stereotypes, highlighting my individuality and unique intelligence.
But pass the pot let me skillet
Requesting resources to showcase my cooking skills, emphasizing my heat and creativity.
Just got back to the block from a 6 o'clock with Jigga
Returning to familiar surroundings after a meeting with Jay-Z, indicating success mingled with home.
And I'm thinkin' 'bout signin' to the Roc
Considering joining Roc Nation, a symbol of success and elevation in my music career.
But my niggas on the block still assigned to the rocks!
Even in pursuing success, some friends remain trapped in the drug trade.
And I swear it hurt me soul I try to prevail
Feeling deep anguish over my friends' circumstances, struggling to rise above it.
But when I preach it only hurt their sales
Attempting to share wisdom but realizing it can negatively affect their lifestyle choices.
Like you're only gon' end up either dead or in jail
Warning about the inevitable outcomes of my friends' current lifestyle: imprisonment or death.
But you my nigga, wish you the best for real
Despite the circumstances, I genuinely wish my friend success and a better future.
When you mention my name amongst other white rappers
Noting my distinct presence in a predominantly white rap landscape.
Or for that matter, any fuckin' rapper,
Claiming my position among all artists, exceeding standard classifications.
Fuck it painter, skater, musician, trailer park dirt ditch diggin'
Rejecting limitations; I place myself in the same league as all creative individuals.
Burger flippin', eat, sleep, shittin' human bein'
Acknowledging the struggles of everyday life and the grind it entails.
You would be in trouble to body double or couple me
Comparing myself to others presents challenges due to my unique expression and individuality.
To these others 'cause comparatively speakin'
When judged against others, my distinctiveness is apparent.
My reach is beyond the bubble that they put me in
My influence surpasses societal expectations and limitations.
My vision's beyond the Hubble's I huddle with Nubians
My perspective is expansive, collaborating with those who share deeper insights.
New beginning again you in school at 10, late
Every day is a chance for renewal, even if it appears challenging initially.
Radioactive's goin' gold and so? Great!
Celebrating the success of my work, acknowledging the achievements despite indifference.
Do I give a flying duck if I'm applyin'
Questioning whether societal opinions matter when I'm focused on my craft.
Love to my rhymin' plus alignin' us?
Prioritizing my passion for rap above external validation.
Alabama's climbin' up, wait, no I don't give a flying duck
Recognizing the growth of my roots, but ultimately indifferent to it externally.
Nothing but a buckshot, chck-pow!
Articulating a strong and direct expression of my thoughts, ready to confront challenges.
Motherfuck your life, pussy blood clot
Strongly rejecting detractors and threats to my existence.
Ain't never been no rapper this cold since 2Pac was froze
Claiming my talent and uniqueness compares to legends like 2Pac.
And thawed out for spot date at a Coachella show, Yelawolf!
Celebrating rare collaborations with exceptional talents like Yelawolf.
Weed a different color like a hoodrat bra and panties
Referencing varied experiences and colors of life that reflect diverse backgrounds.
And my flow be overhead like pots and pans in pantries
My lyrical prowess is superior, rising above the competition.
Antsy 'cause I'm high like Michael Jackson penny loafers
Feeling antsy and energetic due to my high state, akin to iconic fashion.
Moonwalkin' on the sun, barefoot, with shades on
Exuding confidence while navigating challenges with ease and flair.
Bitch pussy smell like a penguin
Critiquing a woman's lack of appeal in a humorous, exaggerated manner.
Wouldn't hit that shit with my worst enemy's penis
Expressing extreme aversion to an unwanted partner.
Bitch when I say this I mean this, 'Ho, I'm the meanest'
Declaring my fierce reputation, ensuring that there is no misunderstanding.
Dick so big, stretch from Earth to Venus
Boasting about my prowess and appealing confidence.
That molly got me nauseous, on shit, no off switch
Experiencing the intensity of drug effects without the ability to retreat.
Lawless, obnoxious, on that 'suck my cock' shit
Living without restrictions and embracing a bold attitude.
That is my synopsis, ostrich pot shit
Summing up my essence: layered, intense, and impactful.
Hoes on some God shit, stop it! You not this!
Rejecting pretentiousness from individuals who overestimate their worth.
Novice, regardless, heartless and awkward
Describing those new in the game, lacking authenticity and empathy.
Cryin' tears of vodka prima donna at the concert
Highlighting the dramatic behavior of artists who overreact in public settings.
Adonis smokin' chronic 'bout to vomit gin and tonic
Personifying indulgence in substances, leading to uncomfortable consequences.
Just bein' honest, tell me, isn't that ironic?
Emphasizing the irony in indulgence followed by regret in a reflective manner.
Swiftly, I shift the Beamer 860
Effortlessly navigating my luxury lifestyle, showcasing my success.
A heavy smoker so you know I brought the Blake with me
Being a constant user of weed, indicating disdain for conformity.
The moon's reflection off the lake hit me
Experiencing moments of clarity and inspiration through nature.
You should've stayed with me
Regretting lost opportunities in relationships due to others' choices.
Now many Asian bitches lay with me
Referring to diverse attraction and encounters since achieving fame.
The face is silky like a tablecloth (uh)
Commenting on the smooth appearances of my partners in a playful tone.
My shorty gallop in the morning on the beach like a Chilean horse (uh)
Describing my partner's gracefulness and beauty in a vivid manner.
Red roses drop on boxes very often (uh)
Symbolizing romantic gestures and appreciation, expressing wealth.
Confetti torture, drinking Henny like I'm Kenny Lofton (uh)
Celebrating life extravagantly while indulging in premium liquor.
Outstandin'
Emphasizing the extraordinary nature of my existence and achievements.
I fixed the game between Georgia Southern and Grambling
Playing a pivotal role in navigating life's challenges or influencing outcomes.
You see us scrambling, selling Susan Sarandon (Sarandon)
Making moves dexterously, using impactful imagery to portray the struggle.
The cloud of smoke like the phantom (uh)
Describing the lingering presence of substances within my environment.
Damn this shit tastes like fantastic
Confirming the supreme quality of my experiences, particularly with drugs.
You see me comin' through in each state
Acknowledging my widespread influence and presence across the nation.
Just so the lord could put the fork inside the cheesecake
Reflecting on fate's role in my experiences and life's unpredictability.
Cuffed to my wrist I've got the briefcase
Symbolizing my commitment to success and wealth, akin to a corporate life.
The gavel slam, I'm a free man, try not to eat ham (Big KRIT, shawty)
Celebrating personal freedom while playfully addressing life choices.
Spit like my last breath, casket rap, six deep
Delivering bars with utmost passion, reflecting my deep connection to my craft.
Eyes closed, the black is back, out come the 'Lac with flats
Representing my return to the music scene, arriving in style.
After that, bottles I can't pronounce, like, 'How you ask for that?'
Enjoying extravagant, high-end experiences, even the unfamiliar ones.
Why you ask for crack and all you had was scratch?
Criticizing the gap between expectations and reality in the drug trade.
All I had was rap, when all they had was wack
Expressing pride in my artistry, contrasting it against inferior talent.
All I wanted was love, all they had was dap
Desiring genuine connection while often encountering superficial nods.
Fuck them haters and fuck them hoes and cherish your wins
Advocating for self-love and empowerment while dismissing negativity.
The aftermath, ask LeBron, open palm slap a bitch
Referencing strong reactions after conflicts, paralleling famous athletes' dynamics.
Walk the plank or break a bank, I've been in the business of sinkin' ships
Navigating a life filled with high stakes, risking everything in my pursuits.
Chokin' niggas out with the anchors that they anchor with
Using their own baggage against those who pose threats.
Resuscitations cost the label, I'm taxing if you want a hit
Charging a price for my talent while addressing the costs of reviving careers.
Clear, fuck your career, bitch, I was born here
Dismissing detractors, asserting my deep roots and authenticity in the industry.
Been a killer, '86er, nigga, that's my born year
Claiming my legacy of impactful artistry since birth, being born in 1986.
Get the fuck from 'round here, that's just my country ways
Revealing the straightforwardness and assertiveness shaped by my upbringing.
Suckin' on your momma's titty, bitchin' while I was choppin' blade
Living a life full of contrasts, growing up influenced by both softness and toughness.
Grippin' grain, fuckin' hoes, candy paint like Everglades
Emphasizing a lifestyle rife with hustling and vibrant appearances.
Miss me with that rapper chatter, take that shit up with my bass
Rejecting social discussions and stating that my work speaks for itself.
I put that on my sub, how could you ever doubt me?
Declaring confidence in my craft and questioning skepticism toward my abilities.
Most rappers hoping the world end so they won't have to drop another album
Indicating that some artists lack inspiration and welcome an end to their careers.
B.b. King saw the king in me, so why can't you?
Pointing out the validation I receive from legends while challenging others.
In order to come up close, you'll have to dig up Cash and Elvis, too
Emphasizing the legacy I share with other greats, requiring significant effort to match.
Muddy water flow, Dixie rebel past fuck your Louis flag
Acknowledging my roots in struggle, rejecting superficiality represented by brands.
Popping benji tags on your wifey's ass
Boasting about wealth and spending habits while enjoying life with partners.
That's out of line, but in living color?
Recognizing the boundary-pushing aspects of my lifestyle while celebrating diversity.
I'm more like Miya Bailey on you rap motherfuckers, a true artist
Identifying as a true artist with depth and authenticity, standing out among peers.
Lyrics © WARP MUSIC LIMITED, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Rakim Mayers, Chauncey Hollis, Michael Atha, Kendrick Lamar, Justin Scott, Jo-Vaughn Scott, Danny Sewell, Arian Asllani
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[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
Uh, feelin' like a vigilante or a missionary
Tell my A$AP killers, get they pistols ready
Send 'em to the cemetery with obituaries
Don't be scared, nigga, is you ready?
I've been thinkin' 'bout all the O's in my bank account (What?)
X the hoes in my bed is 'round the same amount (What?)
Ever since this new star fame came about
Or ever since me and Drizzy started hangin' out, huh
Young boy, let his gun bang, let his nuts hang
Transition to a Lamborghini from a Mustang
Drugs slang in the drug game with the hustling
(I know one thing) Anything is better than that 1 Train
Bag made of Goyard, cheffin' like I'm Boyar—
Dee, probably sellin' D in your local courtyard
Braids like I'm O-Dog, my la familia go hard
Down to my inlaws, they outlaws with no laws
[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
We outlawed, then I bogart, any pros that got 'proached at
With a toe-tag, get broke off in the projects with a skateboard
I roll past and I blaze y'all like, "Doo, doo," I hate y'all
When the beef cooked, I ate y'all like, "Mmm, mmm!"
Let's play ball in a ballpark with all sharks and a blindfold
I rhyme cold, my K hot, your 9 cold, that bark like K9s on
That banana clip, straight from the rip
I'll make that shirt say R.I.P., I'm on some shit
If I'm not the hottest then Hell must have froze over
You thought it was safe then forgot what the code was
I carry traits of a traumatized soldier
Don't look in my face, I might snap, I might choke ya
Spine right out of place, give me dap like you 'posed to
Darts at your posters, dark nights like this
I metamorph like I'm 'posed to, I might slice my wrist
Or pretend like a vulture and drop off this cliff
[Verse 3: Joey Bada$$]
Barely even conscious, talkin' to my conscience
Gettin' deeper in these flows like conches
I'm on my convict, don't drop bars, I drop prisons
Don't sell rocks, seen the spectrum through the prisms
Somehow bypassed the bias and the -isms
The violence and the killin', so given
They seen my pigment and thought that was the ign'ance
Unfortunately, I am not that type of niglet
But pass the pot, let me skillet
Just got back to the block from a 6 o'clock with Jigga
And I'm thinkin' 'bout signin' to the Roc
But my niggas on the block still assigned to the rocks
And I swear it hurt me soul
I try to prevail but when I preach I only hurt their sales
Like you're only gon' end up either dead or in jail
But you my nigga, wish you the best for real
[Verse 4: Yelawolf]
When you mention my name amongst other white rappers
Or for that matter any fuckin' rapper, fuck it
Painter, skater, musician, trailer park, dirt-ditch-diggin'
Burger-flippin', eat, sleep, shittin' human bein', you would be in
Trouble to body-double or couple me to these others
'Cause comparatively speakin', my reach is beyond the bubble
That they put me in, my vision's beyond the Hubble's
I huddle with Nubians, new beginnin' again
You in school at 10, late, Radioactive's goin' gold
And so? Great! Do I give a flying duck
If I'm applyin' love to my rhymin' plus alignin' us?
Alabama's climbin' up—wait! No, I don't give a
Flying duck nothin' but a buckshot; ch-pow!
Motherfuck your life, pussy blood-clot
Ain't never been no rapper this cold since 2Pac was froze
And thawed out for a spot date at a Coachella show—Yelawolf
[Verse 5: Danny Brown]
Weed a different color like a hoodrat bra and panties
And my flow be overhead like pots and pans in pantries
Antsy 'cause I'm high like Michael Jackson, penny loafers
Moonwalkin' on the sun, barefoot, with shades on
Bitch pussy smell like a penguin
Wouldn't hit that shit with my worst enemy's penis
Bitch, when I say this, I mean this
Ho, I'm the meanest
Dick so big, it's like from Earth to Venus
That molly got me nauseous, aw, shit, no off switch
Lawless, obnoxious, on that "suck my cock" shit
That is my synopsis, ostrich's posh shit
Hoes on some goth shit, stop it! You not this!
Novice, regardless, heartless and awkward
Cryin' tears of vodka, prima donna at the concert
Adonis smokin' chronic, 'bout to vomit gin and tonic
Just bein' honest, tell me, isn't that ironic?
[Verse 6: Action Bronson]
Swiftly, I shift the Bimmer 860
A heavy smoker, so you know I brought the Blake with me
The moon’s reflection off the lake hit me
You should have stayed with me
Now many Asian bitches lay with me
The face is silky like a tablecloth
My shorty gallop in the mornin' on the beach like a Chilean horse
Red roses dropped from boxes very often
Confetti torchin', drinkin' Henny like I'm Kenny Lofton
Outstandin', I fixed the game between Georgia Southern and Gramblin'
You see us scramblin', sellin' Susan Sarandon
The cloud of smoke like the phantom
Damn, this shit tastes like fantastic, uh
You see me comin' through in each state
Just so the lord could put the fork inside the cheesecake
Cuffed to my wrist, I've got the briefcase
The gavel slam, I'm a free man, try not to eat ham
[Verse 7: Big K.R.I.T.]
Big K.R.I.T., shawty
Spit like my last breath: casket rap, six deep
Eyes closed, the black is back, out come the 'lac with flats
After that, bottles I can't pronounce, like, “How you ask for that?”
Why you ask for crack and all you had was scratch?
All I had was rap, when all they had was wack
All I wanted was love and all they had was dap
Fuck them haters and fuck them hoes, a championship win is
The aftermath, ask LeBron, open palm, slap a bitch
Walk the plank or break a bank, I've been in the business of sinkin' ships
Chokin' niggas out with the anchors that they anchor with
Resuscitations cost the label, I'm taxin' if you want a hit
Clear, fuck your career, bitch, I was born here
Been a killer, '86er nigga, that's my born year
Get the fuck from 'round here, that's just my country ways
Suckin' on your momma's titty, bitchin' while I was choppin' blade
Grippin' grain, fuckin' hoes, candy paint like Everglades
Miss me with that rapper chatter, take that shit up with my bass
I put that on my soul, how could you ever doubt me?
Most rappers hopin' the world end so they won't have to drop another album
B.B. King saw the king in me, so why can't you?
In order to come up close, you'll have to dig up Cash and Elvis, too
(That wasn't no sample, nigga!)
Muddy water flow, Dixie rebel past
Fuck your Louis flag, poppin' benji tags on your wifey's ass (on your wifey's ass)
That's out of line, but in livin' color?
I'm more like Miya Bailey on you rap motherfuckers: a true artist
@yashankgoswami
This is one of the greatest modern hip hop collabs ever.
@blakewalker2676
This will be the greatest new school collab
@stephaniexoxdarryl3852
Facts
@erikalenoeye8925
Asap is the king but too much underratted
@burgerseven
Smuckers tho
@rigavitch
Agreed. I like Apollo Brown and O.C's - Trophies too
@KOV.3003
When everyone in the group does the project
@conorwreckoner
😂😂
@davinci_5556
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@jikoolguy
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