Music Video
The Never Story VS DiCaprio 2 & The Forever Story - JID. YOUR CHOICE? | Album Battle
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
JID
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
J. Cole
Composer
Olu Fann
Songwriter
Eian Undrai Parker
Songwriter
Johnny B. Moore
Songwriter
Destin Route
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
J. Cole
Producer
Johnny Venus
Additional Producer
Juro "Mez" Davis
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Yo, I'm in Atlanta bro
Hit me back little ****
Now elevate my status to Gucci bags
Glued to my apparatus, **** harass us
**** scary, moving steery so that **** don't matter
And yes them things gon' flash if you want to act up
Met 'em from every side of the spectrum
Hannibal Lector lecture
Body part bone collector
Nosy ass **** get punched in the septum
That's part of the woes for throwing salt like Epson
Pardon my bros, kinda off the rocker and steps
Don't step stupid or you get slapped stupid
East side little Ru, Zone 6 vet
Showin' respect, a **** forever in debt but don't forget it
Anybody wanna see 'em I can make 'em a believer
At your neck like Gillette, get you and the **** next to you
In present time they sayin' that I'm the next ****
Woah, woah, that kinda sound like a death trap
Can't see the floor, elevator where the steps at
James Bond, nah, James Harden with the stepback
No D, **** playin' foul, where the techs at?
That's cool, wave the .30 round, where the TECs at?
Better get back, better get you a jetpack
They shoot where the ref at
They shoot at your Jefe
They leavin' 'em stank like Pepé Le Pew
They just put a hole in his Pepe
I go get a check at
Margiella gorilla, they kill a **** for a thrill
They feel it now, cool
Keep it movin'
I won't be the **** they taking out
Breaking down, face down
As far as this rappers man, these words couldn't hurt a ****
Far as these rappers, I can't count on a ninja turtle's finger
Who really is **** with the kid, that is J.I.D?
I am loud, that is mid
I'm a pound, that's a smidge
I'm a stallion, stout, strong, war ready, resilient
Guess the Lord put me in position just to kill ****
A warrior, but words used is my spear, my sword, my fear
My Lord, my chance is void if I
Do it for myself and don't give back to the lawyers
The unemployed, all my boys in here
Okay, let's really make some noise in here
I'm under pressure smoking pressure
Walking in no direction
Chalk it up to the devil
For **** with my perspective
Too young to be a witness
But old enough for the lessons
Soo young, got a tucker to **** with the chief inspector
I bleed just like your favorites
I **** just like the angels
Oh **** I feel a change
And a shift in ****' thinkin'
Like Luke, I got the juug
I'ma say it's quite the finagle
Get rich and make some babies
Just with it, the Will and Jada's
But lately I've been blocked up
Lately I've been strugglin' with ways to get my stock up
Me and Venus workin' on new videos
To blockbust and city shows and pop-ups
And really though I feel as though
There's no **** I could not ****
**** make art and act hard for no Oscar
Boy you're just Leonardo
Born in the life you had to learn to be part of
Still no deal, still whippin' the Mazda, but ****
**** ain't seein' you Venus, and I ain't seeing me
So many nights at the bottom, swore I was ET
My mama beat me, muh**** a degree
I chose both pills, my thoughts 3D
And often I probably come off off the deep beat
That a lil' **** like me got to keep at least two or three BPs
In the ****, they're off a DP
As the rain pops off of these street
And the pain pops me another one to the brain
I let the strain do what you can't
I know it's hard out tryna reach me
I'm battling addiction, I'm deep in premonitions
I'm clutching on my last dollars, I'm stretching common sense
A pressure point a keeper so I question my existence
Be assessing my involvement, second guessing my delivery
Lord, Ezekiel take the wheel, I'm flying in the young
Out of luck, out of hope the **** up
So **** a time limit, I'ma take what's mine ****
Hah, now elevate my status to Gucci bags
Glued to my apparatus, **** harass us
**** scary, moving steery so that **** don't matter
And yes them things gon' flash if you want to act up
Now elevate my status to Gucci bags
Glued to my apparatus, **** harass us
**** scary, moving steery so that **** don't matter
And yes them things gon' flash if you want to act up
If you want to act up
If you want to act up
Written by: Destin Route, Eian Undrai Parker, J. Cole, Johnny B. Moore, Olu Fann
