All Me
Drake Ft. 2 Chainz & Big Sean Lyrics
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I cannot complain, I cannot
I don't even know how much I really made, I forgot, it's a lot
Fuck that, never mind what I got, nigga don't watch that 'cause I
Came up, that's all me, stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me, all me for real
Came up, that's all me, stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me, all me for real
Money on my mind, you should think the same
J's on, pinky ring, dogging these hoes, I need quarantine
In the same league, but we don't ball the same
(Ah) She want all the fame, I hear that shit all the time
She said she love me, I said, "Baby girl, fall in line"
Okay, made a million off a dinner fork, watch me switch it up
Walked in, "Ill nigga alert! Ill nigga alert!"
You need that work, I got that work, got bitches in my condo
Just bought a shirt that cost a Mercedes-Benz car note
From the A to Toronto, we let the metal go off
And my dick so hard it make the metal detector go off
This that sauce, this that dressing
Givenchy, nigga God bless you
If having a bad bitch was a crime, I'd be arrested (Tru)
Got everything, I got everything
I cannot complain, I cannot
I don't even know how much I really made, I forgot, it's a lot
Fuck that, never mind what I got, nigga don't watch that 'cause I
Came up, that's all me, stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me, all me for real
Came up, that's all me, stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me, all me for real
I touched down in '86, knew I was the man by the age of 6
I even fucked the girl that used to babysit
But that was years later on some crazy shit
I heard your new shit, nigga hated it
Damon Wayans, homie don't play that shit
I get paid a lot, you get paid a bit
And my latest shit is like a greatest hits
Goddamn, ain't no wishing over on this side
Y'all don't fuck with us, then we don't fuck with y'all
It's no different over on this side
Goddamn, should I listen to everybody or myself?
'Cause myself just told myself
"You're the motherfucking man, you don't need no help"
Cashing checks and I'm bigging up my chest
Y'all keep talking 'bout who next, but I'm about as big as it gets
I swear y'all just wasting y'all breath
I'm the light skinned Keith Sweat, I'ma make it last forever
It's not your turn 'cause I ain't done yet
Look, just understand that I'm on a roll like Cottonelle
I was made for all of this shit
And I'm on the road box office sales
I'm getting paid for all of this shit
Ask you to please excuse my table manners
I was making room for the table dancers
'Cause if we judging off your advances
Then I just got paid like eight advances, Goddamn!
Got everything, I got everything
I cannot complain, I cannot
I don't even know how much I really made, I forgot, it's a lot
Fuck that, never mind what I got, nigga don't watch that 'cause I
Came up, that's all me, stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me, all me for real
Came up, that's all me, stay true, that's all me
Ho, shut the fuck up!
I got way too much on my mental
I learn from what I've been through
I'm finna do what I didn't do
And still waking up like the rent's due
Not complicated, it's simple
I got sexy ladies, a whole Benz-full
And to them hoes I'm everything, everything but gentle
But I still take my time, man, I guess I'm just old fashioned
Wearing retro shit, that's old fashion
Nigga, see what I'm saying, no closed caption
I paint pics, see the shit, good sex, need to hit
Keep a broad on the floor year 'round like season tickets
I plead the fifth, drink a fifth, load the nine
Leave you split, in the half, smoke a half, need a zip
My new girl is on Glee and shit
Probably making more money than me and shit
I swear to God I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
I got 99 problems, getting rich ain't one
Like I got trust issues
I'm sorry for the people I've pushed out
I'm the type to have a bullet-proof condom
And still gotta pull out
But that's just me and I ain't perfect
I ain't a saint but I am worth it
If it's one thing, I am worth it
Niggas still hating but it ain't working
Lil' bitch
Overall Meaning
In the song “All Me,” featuring 2 Chainz and Big Sean, Drake boasts about his wealth and success in the music industry. These lyrics are meant to serve as a response to the criticism that Drake has not earned his fame on his own but rather due to his connections in the industry. The hook “Came up, that’s all me” is meant to emphasize the fact that he has achieved all of his success independently.
The lyrics also touch on themes of setting oneself apart and being unique. Drake asserts that he doesn’t need anyone’s help in achieving his goals and that he is comfortable being different from others in the rap game. This is particularly apparent in the lines “Money on my mind, you should think the same / J’s on, pinky ring, dogging these hoes, I need quarantine,” where he not only talks about his wealth but his fashion and love life as well.
The collaboration between Drake, 2 Chainz, and Big Sean is particularly significant given that all three artists were on the rise in the industry at the time of the song’s release. In that sense, the lyrics can also be read as a statement about Drake’s place in the rap game and his confidence in his own abilities.
Line by Line Meaning
Got everything, I got everything
I have everything I need
I cannot complain, I cannot
I have no complaints about my life
I don't even know how much I really made, I forgot, it's a lot
I've made so much money that I don't even remember the amount
Fuck that, never mind what I got, nigga don't watch that 'cause I
Don't pay attention to my wealth
Came up, that's all me, stay true, that's all me
I became successful on my own and stayed true to myself
No help, that's all me, all me for real
I did everything without anyone's help
Money on my mind, you should think the same
I am always thinking about money and you should too
J's on, pinky ring, dogging these hoes, I need quarantine
I'm wearing Jordan sneakers and expensive jewelry and I'm sleeping with multiple women
In the same league, but we don't ball the same
We may be similar, but we do things differently
(Ah) She want all the fame, I hear that shit all the time
Girls want fame and I'm used to hearing it
She said she love me, I said, "Baby girl, fall in line"
She told me she loves me and I told her to be patient
Okay, made a million off a dinner fork, watch me switch it up
I made a lot of money from illegal activities and now I'm doing something different
Walked in, "Ill nigga alert! Ill nigga alert!"
I entered the room and everyone knew I was rich
You need that work, I got that work, got bitches in my condo
I have drugs and girls in my apartment
Just bought a shirt that cost a Mercedes-Benz car note
I recently purchased an expensive shirt that costs more than some car payments
From the A to Toronto, we let the metal go off
I carry a gun and am not afraid to use it
And my dick so hard it make the metal detector go off
I have a boner so hard that it sets off metal detectors
This that sauce, this that dressing
My style is unique and distinct
Givenchy, nigga God bless you
I'm wearing Givenchy clothes and feeling blessed
If having a bad bitch was a crime, I'd be arrested (Tru)
If sleeping with attractive girls was illegal, I'd be arrested
I touched down in '86, knew I was the man by the age of 6
I was born in 1986 and knew I was special from a young age
I even fucked the girl that used to babysit
I slept with the girl who used to take care of me as a child
But that was years later on some crazy shit
It happened many years later and was unexpected
I heard your new shit, nigga hated it
I listened to your new music and didn't like it
Damon Wayans, homie don't play that shit
I reference comedian Damon Wayans and say I don't like bad music
I get paid a lot, you get paid a bit
I make more money than you
And my latest shit is like a greatest hits
My new music is so good it could be a greatest hits album
Goddamn, ain't no wishing over on this side
I don't need to wish for anything because I have everything
Y'all don't fuck with us, then we don't fuck with y'all
If you don't like us, we won't like you
It's no different over on this side
The situation isn't any different on my side
Goddamn, should I listen to everybody or myself?
Should I listen to others or trust my own instincts?
'Cause myself just told myself
My instincts just told me
"You're the motherfucking man, you don't need no help"
You are amazing and don't need anyone's help
Cashing checks and I'm bigging up my chest
I'm cashing large checks and feeling proud
Y'all keep talking 'bout who next, but I'm about as big as it gets
People keep talking about the next big thing, but I'm already the biggest
I swear y'all just wasting y'all breath
You are wasting your time and energy
I'm the light skinned Keith Sweat, I'ma make it last forever
I am like Keith Sweat and will make my success last forever
It's not your turn 'cause I ain't done yet
You can't have a turn yet because I'm not finished
Look, just understand that I'm on a roll like Cottonelle
Understand that I'm on a winning streak like toilet paper brand Cottonelle
I was made for all of this shit
This is what I was meant to do
And I'm on the road box office sales
I am touring and selling out arenas
I'm getting paid for all of this shit
I am making money from everything I do
Ask you to please excuse my table manners
I apologize for my poor manners at the table
I was making room for the table dancers
I was preparing for strippers to dance on the table
'Cause if we judging off your advances
If we are judging your progress
Then I just got paid like eight advances, Goddamn!
I just got paid like I've advanced eight times, wow!
Ho, shut the fuck up!
Shut up, woman!
I got way too much on my mental
I have too much on my mind
I learn from what I've been through
I learn from my past experiences
I'm finna do what I didn't do
I'm going to do things I haven't done before
And still waking up like the rent's due
I am always hustling as if I have bills to pay
Not complicated, it's simple
My life is not complicated, it's simple
I got sexy ladies, a whole Benz-full
I have attractive women and expensive cars
And to them hoes I'm everything, everything but gentle
To those women, I am everything but gentle
But I still take my time, man, I guess I'm just old fashioned
Despite my reputation, I take my time and am traditional
Wearing retro shit, that's old fashion
I dress in retro style that was once fashionable
Nigga, see what I'm saying, no closed caption
Do you understand what I'm saying? I don't need subtitles
I paint pics, see the shit, good sex, need to hit
I can create vivid pictures and need to have good sex
Keep a broad on the floor year 'round like season tickets
I keep a woman with me all year like a season ticket
I plead the fifth, drink a fifth, load the nine
I refuse to answer incriminating questions, drink alcohol, and carry a gun
Leave you split, in the half, smoke a half, need a zip
I can beat you, smoke half a blunt, and need more drugs
My new girl is on Glee and shit
My new girlfriend is on the TV show 'Glee'
Probably making more money than me and shit
She probably makes more money than me
I swear to God I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
I have many problems but a woman isn't one of them
I got 99 problems, getting rich ain't one
Getting rich is not a problem for me
Like I got trust issues
I have trouble trusting people
I'm sorry for the people I've pushed out
I apologize for pushing people away
I'm the type to have a bullet-proof condom
I am cautious and use protection during sex
And still gotta pull out
But I still need to withdraw from sex to avoid unintended consequences
But that's just me and I ain't perfect
That's my personal preference but I'm not perfect
I ain't a saint but I am worth it
I'm not perfect but I'm deserving
If it's one thing, I am worth it
If there's one thing I know about myself, it's that I'm worth it
Niggas still hating but it ain't working
People may still dislike me but it doesn't affect my success
Lil' bitch
I'm calling someone a little bitch, possibly as an insult
Lyrics © JELLYBEAN MUSIC GROUP, Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Maurice Yvain, Jacques Mardochee Charles, Albert Lucien Willemetz, Sean Michael Anderson, Dwane M. Ii Weir, Tauheed Epps, Aubrey Drake Graham, Anthony George Palman, Roger Perry, Tracy Lauren Marrow, Alphonso Henderson, Jason Harrow, Lawrence Parker, Domi
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