Gotta Have It
The Throne (Jay-Z and Kanye West) Lyrics
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Uh-huh, uh-huh
(What you need, what, what you need)
(I got what you need, what, what you need)
(What you need, what, what you need)
(I got what you need)
Money matrimony, yeah, they tryna break the marriage up
Who gon' act phonier? Who gon' try to embarrass ya?
I'ma need a day off, I think I'll call Ferris up
Bueller had a Mueller, but I switched it for a Miele
'Cause I'm richer, and prior to this shit was movin' freebase
Had a conference with the DJ's (yeah), Puerto Rico three-days
Poli' with the PDs, now they got our shit on replay
Sorry I'm in pajamas, but I just got off the PJ
And last party we had, they shut down Prive
(Ain't that where the Heat play?) Yep (niggas hate ballers these days) yup
Ain't that like LeBron James? (Ain't that just like D-Wade, wait)
(What you need, what, what you need)
(I got what you need, what, what you need)
(What you need, what, what you need)
(I got what you need)
What's up, what's up, what's up, what's up
What's up ma'fucka, where my money at? (what you need)
You gon' make me come down to your house where yo' mommy at (what you need)
Mummy wrap the kids, have 'em cryin' for they mommy back
Dummy that your daddy is, tell 'em I just want my racks
(Racks on racks on racks) racks
(Maybachs on bachs on bachs on bachs on bachs) who in that?
Oh shit, it's just blacks on blacks on blacks
(Hundred stack) how you get it? (Nigga, layin' raps on tracks)
I wish I could give you this feelin', I'm planking on a million
I'm riding through yo' hood, you can bank I ain't got no ceiling
(Made a left on Nostrand Ave) right (we in Bed-Stuy)
Made a right on 79th, I'm coming down South Shore Drive
(I remain Chi-town) Brooklyn 'til I die
(Take 'em on home, take 'em on home)
(Take 'em on home, take 'em on home)
(I got what you need, what, what you need)
(Take 'em on home)
(What you need, what, what you need)
(I got what you need, what, what you need)
(Take 'em on home, take 'em on home)
(Take 'em on home, take 'em on home)
(Tryna hurt my name, huh?)
The lyrics to The Throne's (Jay-Z and Kanye West) song Gotta Have It are a commentary on the struggles of being a successful black man in America. The opening lines, "Hello, hello, hello, hello, white America, assassinate my character," suggest that the two rappers are aware of the prejudices that exist against them in society. They go on to reference their wealth and fame, and how people are constantly trying to bring them down.
The line "Money matrimony, yeah, they tryna break the marriage up" refers to people trying to come between their partnership, but also the idea that money can sometimes be a marriage of convenience rather than love. The references to Ferris Bueller and his famous day off highlight a desire for escape from the pressures and demands of fame. The chorus, "I got what you need," suggests that despite these struggles, they still have what it takes to succeed.
The second half of the song references the struggles of staying true to oneself in the face of success. The line "Racks on racks on racks" refers to the allure of money and material possessions, but also the desire to give back to one's community. The reference to Chicago and Brooklyn highlights the rappers' roots and their desire to remain true to them. The final line, "Tryna hurt my name, huh?" suggests that despite their success, they are still subject to criticism and attempts to bring them down.
Line by Line Meaning
Turn my headphones up, louder
Increase the volume of my headphones
Hello, hello, hello, hello, white America, assassinate my character
Addressing white America, I anticipate character assassination attempts on me
Money matrimony, yeah, they tryna break the marriage up
People are targeting my marriage for my money
Who gon' act phonier? Who gon' try to embarrass ya?
Who will pretend better? Who will try to humiliate me?
I'ma need a day off, I think I'll call Ferris up
I need a break, I may call Ferris to take a day off
Bueller had a Mueller, but I switched it for a Miele
Bueller drove a Mueller, but I prefer Miele as I am much richer
'Cause I'm richer, and prior to this shit was movin' freebase
I am richer now, but I used to do freebase drugs before this success
Had a conference with the DJ's (yeah), Puerto Rico three-days
I met with DJs for a conference in Puerto Rico for three days
Poli' with the PDs, now they got our shit on replay
I had a conversation with the police, now our music is on heavy rotation
Sorry I'm in pajamas, but I just got off the PJ
I apologize for wearing pajamas, I just got off a private jet
And last party we had, they shut down Prive
The last party we had resulted in the club Prive being shut down
Ain't that where the Heat play? Yep (niggas hate ballers these days) yup
Isn't that where the Miami Heat play? Yes, people dislike wealthy athletes these days
Ain't that like LeBron James? (Ain't that just like D-Wade, wait)
Isn't that similar to LeBron James? (Isn't that also like Dwayne Wade, wait)
What's up ma'fucka, where my money at?
What's up, where's my money?
You gon' make me come down to your house where yo' mommy at
If you don't give me my money, I'll come to your house where your mother is
Mummy wrap the kids, have 'em cryin' for they mommy back
Wrap the children like mummies, so they cry for their mother's return
Dummy that your daddy is, tell 'em I just want my racks
Explain to your foolish father that I just want my money
(Racks on racks on racks) racks
I have an abundance of money
(Maybachs on bachs on bachs on bachs on bachs) who in that?
I have a lot of Maybach cars, who else has that?
Oh shit, it's just blacks on blacks on blacks
Oh no, it's just black people with wealth and success
(Hundred stack) how you get it? (Nigga, layin' raps on tracks)
(How did you get it?) I earned it by creating music
I wish I could give you this feelin', I'm planking on a million
I wish I could share my success feeling, I have millions and I am doing 'planking' exercise
I'm riding through yo' hood, you can bank I ain't got no ceiling
I'm driving through your neighborhood with no roof to show off my success
(Made a left on Nostrand Ave) right (we in Bed-Stuy)
(I turned left on Nostrand Avenue) and now we are in the Bedford-Stuyvesant neighborhood
Made a right on 79th, I'm coming down South Shore Drive
I turned right onto 79th Street and now I am driving down South Shore Drive
(I remain Chi-town) Brooklyn 'til I die
I will always consider myself from Chicago, but I will live in Brooklyn forever
(Take 'em on home, take 'em on home)
Finish the song and take the listeners home
(Tryna hurt my name, huh?)
Someone is trying to damage my reputation
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: James Brown, Fred Wesley, St. Clair Pickney, Pharrell Williams, Kanye West, Shawn Carter, Joseph Roach
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@pico2722
still cant believe the synths are actually cudis hums, absolute masterpiece
@jdn5794
No it isn’t, he’s just humming over the synths
@sipho9539
@@jdn5794 he's right...they are Cudi's synths.
@jdn5794
@@sipho9539 bro u clearly don’t know what you’re talking about so I’m not gonna argue 😂😂
@ogsar
it's actually from Spectrasonics' Heart of Asia https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ox4BEfCYrc8
@andrewp9827
Nah its not
https://youtu.be/Kapkc5O6W9k
Go to 2:54:23
@_M3WTW0_
“Racks on racks on racks, maybachs on bachs on bachs on bachs on bachs” Till this day that is one of my favorite Kanye lyrics😂😂.
@soberasagofer6501
WHO IN THAT?
@GUNZANDBUTTER
@@soberasagofer6501 Oh shit…Its just blacks on blacks on blacks…
@sickfoo5506
Hunnid stacks, how you get it?
Nigga layin raps on tracks