制作
出演艺人
Kendrick Lamar
声乐
Lefty Gunplay
其他声乐
Paul Cartwright
小提琴
Yvette Devereaux
小提琴
Tylana Renga
小提琴
Reiko Nakano
小提琴
Marta Honer
小提琴
Chad Jackson
小提琴
彼得·杰布森
大提琴
Miles Mosley
贝斯
Serafin Aguilar
圆号
Ryan Porter
圆号
Sean Sonderegger
圆号
Rickey Washington
圆号
Amber Joy Wyman
圆号
Zem Audu
次中音萨克斯管
Evan Smith
上低音萨克斯管
Jack Antonoff
编程
Kamasi Washington
指挥
Malik Taylor
圆号
Monk Higgins
被采样艺人
Mustard
编程
Sean Momberger
编程
作曲和作词
Kendrick Lamar
作曲
Sean Momberger
作曲
Jack Antonoff
作曲
Kamasi Washington
作曲
Larry Jayy
作曲
Dijon McFarlane
作曲
Mark Anthony Spears
作曲
Jimmy Webb
作曲
约翰・贝瑞
作曲
Jay Hawkins
作曲
Christopher Wallace
作曲
Chris Martin
作曲
Tony Austin
弦乐编曲
sounwave
编曲
制作和工程
Mustard
制作人
Sean Momberger
制作人
sounwave
制作人
Jack Antonoff
制作人
Kamasi Washington
制作人
Tony Austin
录音工程师
Zem Audu
录音工程师
Evan Smith
录音工程师
Ray Charles Brown Jr.
录音工程师
Johnathan Turner
录音工程师
Laura Sisk
录音工程师
Oli Jacobs
录音工程师
Ruairí O'Flaherty
母带工程师
Matt Cerritos
沉浸式混音工程师
Kendrick Lamar
监制
歌词
[Intro]
All I ever wanted was a Black Grand National
Fuck being rational, give 'em what they ask for
[Chorus]
It's not enough
Few solid **** left, but it's not enough
Few bitches that'll really step, but it's not enough
Say you bigger than myself, but it's not enough
I get on they ass, yeah, somebody gotta do it
I make them **** mad, yeah, somebody gotta do it
I take the G-pass, shit, watch a **** do it
Huh, we survived outside all from the music, ****, what?
[Verse 1]
They like, "What he on?"
This the Alpha and Omega, bitch, welcome home
This is not a song
This a revelation, how to get a **** gone
You need you a man, baby, I don't understand, baby
Pay your bills and make you feel protected like I can, baby
Teach you somethin' if you need correction, that's the plan, baby
Don't put your life in these weird ****' hands, baby (What?)
[Chorus]
It's not enough
Few solid **** left, but it's not enough
Few bitches that'll really step, but it's not enough
Say you bigger than myself, but it's not enough
I get on they ass, yeah, somebody gotta do it
I make them **** mad, yeah, somebody gotta do it
I take the G-pass, shit, watch a **** do it
Huh, we survived outside all from the music, ****, what?
[Verse 2]
Hey, turn his TV off
Ain't with my type activities? Then don't you get involved
Hey, what, huh, how many should I send? Send 'em all
Take a risk or take a trip, you know I'm trippin' for my dawg
Who you with? Couple sergeants and lieutenants for the get back
This revolution been televised, I fell through with the knick-knacks
Aye, young ****, get your chili up, yeah, I meant that
Aye, black out if they act out, yeah, I did that
[Verse 3]
Aye, what's up, though?
I hate a bitch that's hatin' on a bitch and they both hoes
I hate a **** hatin' on them **** and they both broke
If you ain't coming for no chili, what'd you come for?
**** feel like he entitled 'cause he knew me since a kid
Bitch, I'll cut my granny off if she don't see it how I see it, huh
Got a big mouth but he lack big ideas
Send him to the moon, that's just how I feel, yellin'
[Chorus]
It's not enough
Few solid **** left, but it's not enough
Few bitches that'll really step, but it's not enough
Say you bigger than myself, but it's not enough
[Intro]
Huh
Huh, huh
Hey
Hey (Mustard on the beat, ho)
[Chorus]
Mustard
**** actin' bad, but somebody gotta do it
Got my foot up on the gas, but somebody gotta do it
Huh, turn his TV off, turn his TV off
Huh, turn his TV off, turn his TV off
Huh, turn his TV off, turn his TV off
Huh, turn his TV off, turn his TV off
[Verse 4]
Ain't no other king in this rap thing, they siblings
Nothing but my children, one shot, they disappearin'
I'm in a city where the flags be gettin' thrown like it was pass interference
Padlock around the building
Crash, pullin' up in unmarked trucks just to play freeze tag
With a bone to pick like it was sea bass
So when I made it out, I made about 50K from a show
Tryna show **** the ropes before they hung from a rope
I'm prophetic, they only talk about it, I get it
Only good for saving face, seeing cosmetics
How many heads I gotta take to level my aesthetics?
Hurry up and get your muscle up, we off the plyometric
**** ran up out of luck soon as I upped the highest metric
The city just made it sweet, you could die, I bet it
They mouth get full of deceit, let these cowards tell it
Walk in New Orleans with the etiquette of L.A., yellin'
[Chorus]
Mustard (Ah, man)
**** actin' bad, but somebody gotta do it
Got my foot up on the gas, but somebody gotta do it
Huh, turn his TV off, turn his TV off
Huh, turn his TV off, turn his TV off
Huh, turn his TV off, turn his TV off
Huh, turn his TV off, turn his TV off
[Outro]
Shit get crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Shit get crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Shit get crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Shit get crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Written by: Chris Martin, Christopher Wallace, Dijon McFarlane, Jack Antonoff, Jay Hawkins, Jimmy Webb, John Barry, Kamasi Washington, Kendrick Lamar, Larry Jayy, Larry Sanders, Mark Anthony Spears, Sean Momberger