JID - 2007 lyrics

Our offense is oh so, our defense dominate
We got that winning combination
To what? To regulate
Offense is oh so (Forever)
Yeah

2007, Cole dropped The Come Up
I was in high school playin' corner
I never dreamt of mumblin' words
In front of hundreds
Studyin' plays all summer
I'll hit the league if my
Growth spurt come in
On my mom
2009, bro dropped The Warm Up
I was in warm-ups playin' Weezy
And Yukimi, Little Dragon
Flame breathin' the weed
Patrick had the studio dorm room next to me
I freestyled over his beats
My nigga Keys transferrеd in from Tennessee
He's a rеceiver, I played DB like Aqib
Snatch a nigga chain, Talib
Talib Kweli, I could be lyrically
But I put on cleats
Scribbled lines goin' through my mind
Like a paper piece
While I covered three, playin'
Nickel, doin' safety reads
Watch the flats
I can rap, but I rather tackle and pedal back
Get a pick when my growth spurt hit
I'ma be captain, and I was around 2010
No cap
I got 'Freshman Player of the Year'
And figured I was on track
This nigga Pat' been in my ear
Talkin' 'bout rhymin' on tracks
So after practice we record and then
We got it on wax
And on campus I heard about
A couple rappers from Atlanta
(Earthgang)
Said them niggas was snappin'
Maybe we could make somethin'
Happen and shit
I wasn't serious enough to even be curious
And we lose like every game
So every day I be furious
So, the spirit of a nigga had changed
To the point I had to reframe and
Focus my skills for other things
I took the steel wheel
I'm steerin' in other lanes
But my fuel on low and my
Oil need to be changed
Amongst all the other shit that's
Goin' in my brain
My brother got out of jail
I only know him by name
He did a nickel and a dime in time
Probably be stayin' with my mom
And dad probably get mad
Actin' lame some times
Uh
Look, The Sideline Story came
Out September of 2011
Ib said around that time:
We was huntin' for a record
Under lots of pressure
Just combine the leverage with
A better effort
You could find a sound to get
Us out the underground forever
Maybe you can bless a
Little brown effervescent kid
Youngest of seven from the six
Eight sections
Section.80 dropped, yeah
We used to play that shit to death
And if I recollect correct
You tried to sign him for yourself
All the while I was 'round
My out of town college
Wildin' out
Restaurants, Destin dinin', dashin'
Call it dinin' out
Fuckin' bitches, 'posed to be in class
But I was hiding out
My friends take a little shot
Smoke a lot of cannabis
Coolest nigga on the campus
Now a nigga skippin' practices
And actin' like a rock star
Going from in the dorm to in the car
Leavin' the football field
But fuck that, we still sorry
And the problems from the home front
On my home screen callin' me
I don't wanna answer
My brother Carl hit me
Said my granny had cancer
I'm 'posed to graduate and make
My way back to Atlanta
No job, no money or nothin' from ballin'
Because between that and school
That was really all
And maybe here's the back that broke
The camel with the straw
I wasn't on camera with them
Amateurs that they saw
But they said they still caught me
And my dawgs stealin' boxes
Like Craig on his day off
Called us in the office day
Before we 'posed to walk
Uh
Called a squad car, a couple officers
I know bro was finna tell
He was lookin' nauseous
Now I'm sittin' in a cell
Nigga double crossed us
Crossed me off the list for
Scholarship because I lost it
No more football, my red-shirt
Senior season, exhausted
So I'm off it
And I'm right back in Atlanta with
A half a gram of weed
I was sleepin' in the back
My dad kicked me in the streets
When he saw my neck tatted
Then I told him I was rappin'
Fuck school, no goin' back, he said
If I can not follow his rules
Just go and pack
Told you he be actin' lame some times

This my son, he came from these nuts
This negro come back from school
All tatted up like the Sistine Chapel
Talkin' 'bout he ain't playin'
Football no more
Because he know he ain't goin' pro
(Hey, it's a standard that
You left the house)
But he left on a full scholarship to
Go to school and get a degree
Because we taught education was
The number one thing
Anyway
He came back
Determined to do what he was determined to do
And I know because I know he
He is, who he is
We taught him
Hey, whatever you do
Put your full self into it
So he did that, anyway
He's back home, I ain't with that
So I'm sayin' "Hey
You got to go to work"
And he sayin' "Hey, this is my job
What I'm about to do"
So I'm like "Hey man
Some times you got to work
To do what you really wanna do"
We went through this whole brain wrestle
But anyway, he won
He decided that "Hey dad
I'm puttin' this thing
I'm doin' this
This is my job" and he committed to it
And hey the rest is history
I'm lookin' at him, I believe in him
I know what was in him
All him and his brothers and sisters
They all got the same mindset
Do your best
Give a hundred percent or don't do it at all
So, I know whatever he put his all into
It was gon' be golden
Anyway

Look
March 10th, 2017, The Never Story dropped
And I'm comin' off of tour with
That was three years after
Openin' up for Ab-Soul
But it's EARTHGANG's set
I only came to do a song
DoeBurger used to say "Ayy bro
This lil' nigga cold
Keep on doin' what you doin'
You gon' make it
You 'gon blow"
I ain't know that Ced had went ahead
And played my shit for Cole
But I knew he knew the game
And he pulled up to his show
And then that's where we first met
But I ain't think of it no more
'Til Ced Brown said that I should open
Up for Omen on my own shit
If I wanted
Only four cities, maybe we get
Rob Gibbs on the phonin'
I got to hone in
In the game grown men uncomfortable
In they own skin
But all I wanted was a chance
It feel like I'm in a mannequin challenge
Still stance, but I'm still standin'
'Til my nigga lend a hand
And I'm no longer stranded
Lookin' for strengths in the
Streets of East Atlanta
Momma said "Don't take advice
They gon' try and take advantage"
I was 'bout to sign with Coach K
I ain't take the advance
Cole say "Hold on, wait, bro, I got the plan
So come on, damn, lil nigga
Come on, shit, let's roll
Fuck"

Shsh, yo, that's crazy
That's crazy, yo JID, I remember
I remember you came to the crib
You remember this? After we had met
And I told you and EARTHGANG to pull up
To the crib in Carolina
It's the studio house
I wasn't on no shit, like "Yo, I'm
Tryna do some Dreamville shit with y'all"
Nah
It wasn't no talkin' no deal
I didn't even know if I
Wanted to sign niggas
I just knew I, y'all was dope
I fuck with you
Just pull up, let's see what
The vibe is like
Let's work
In my mind, if something happen, it happen
If not, then cool
Niggas just got a chance to link and kick it
But while we was there
The thing that I noticed off rip
I said, "Oh, this nigga want it
This nigga really want it"
That look in your eye, nigga
I know that look
I know that look too well
But a lot of niggas want it
The thing I noticed about you my nigga
Off rip
"This nigga don't just want it
He willin' to do the work that
It takes to get it"
And that's the difference
That's the separator
That's the difference between
The niggas that
Never get what they want
And the niggas whose names ring out forever
Forever