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Necessary
Jay Rock Lyrics


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90059 be the zip, it be the zip

I'm straight up out that East side, swangin' like ziplines
A 4G outta rim top, automatic spit fire
Yackin' a black canister, look at this bastard go
It don't take much to aim, fingers been snatchin' souls
Out on my grind, rhymin', stacking this cash to hold
And I could take you where them niggas get bodied
But that ain't nobody business, so what the fuck is you asking for?
Look, I'm just try'na blow good dope
And put my feet to the metal of life and see just how fast it goes
Fuck the world, gotta make that bitch grab her toes
And Rock game never goofy, no weapon shall prosper
Manoeuvre like I'm Bruce Lee, ya know I'm chucks
Been doing this since a young buck
Banging for fifty cent from a victim, while my gun talk
And somebody gotta get it
And when you make a dollar, know somebody gotta spend it

The struggle is real, the struggle is real, the struggle is real
You gotta do what you got to just to get over the hill
When you live in America, either kill or be killed, yo

Lord have mercy, have mercy
I know I ain't living right and know I'm not perfect
But plus I gotta eat what I'm doing it's worth it
So, Lord have mercy

I stay at your head or be at your throat
Better ask your folk, I'm never the dawg to provoke
Niggas know the status and bitches come cast their votes
In my zone with codeine and plenty of grass to smoke
I'm surpassed and broke, stay trapping for mo'
Two chicks boosting, we hooking back up in the back of the sto'
I'm the jack of many trades, steady pimping my pen
Hustle in the shade, respond in a nigga's funny ways
I was raised by winners
Niggas who park benzes up at that Staples Center
Now that gangsta nigga, I'm on some new money
Nothing but raw, pop shit, catch one in the jaw
It's gutta law, I know, you wish you was a star
What I do is internal, smoking herbal
Try'na run up in some bitches who fertal, wow
Feel like this is my moment, feel it's time for change
Excercise in game, niggas vibe the change
No looking back at it, cause this is that moment
I step forward ready to go at each and every opponent
Give it to anybody that want it
Represent the underdog, training in the gym
Tell a minute, they get they number called
I'm speed bagging it's worth, the trainers see me smashing
With persperation on the back of my shirt, making them sweat
Better yet, just look at them vets
Like when I'm in that Nicks, cashing a check, you know it's real nigga

The struggle is real, the struggle is real, the struggle is real
You gotta do what you got to just to get over the hill
When you live in America, either kill or be killed, yo

Lord have mercy, have mercy
I know I ain't living right and know I'm not perfect
But plus I gotta eat what I'm doing it's worth it
So, Lord have mercy

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Necessary" by Jay Rock depict the harsh reality of living in America and the constant struggle to succeed. The first verse starts with Jay Rock stating where he's from and how he's been grinding and stacking his money. He then talks about the violence in his city but refuses to give up any information on it. He just wants to focus on getting high and chasing his dreams. The chorus repeats the phrase "the struggle is real" and talks about how in America, it's kill or be killed. The second verse starts with Jay Rock claiming his dominance and how others know not to cross him. He talks about his past and how he was raised by winners who now park their Benzes at the Staples Center. He’s saying that he now lives a gangster life, earning new money just by being true to himself. He then proceeds to explain how he is the underdog, and he represents others like himself who are always looking to improve by training hard.


Line by Line Meaning

90059 be the zip, it be the zip
I come from the East side and I'm living fast, putting everything on the line for success


I'm straight up out that East side, swangin' like ziplines
I come from a rough part of town and I'm living life to the fullest, always taking risks


A 4G outta rim top, automatic spit fire
I've got a fast car and a gun, always ready for action


Yackin' a black canister, look at this bastard go
I'm dangerous and unpredictable, always on the move


It don't take much to aim, fingers been snatchin' souls
I'm a skilled shooter and I'm not afraid to take out my enemies


Out on my grind, rhymin', stacking this cash to hold
I'm hustling hard to make money through my music career


And I could take you where them niggas get bodied
I've seen and been a part of violent acts, but I won't disclose that information to others


But that ain’t nobody business, so what the fuck is you asking for?
My life is private and I don't owe anyone an explanation


Look, I’m just try'na blow good dope
I smoke weed to relax and cope with the stresses of my life


And put my feet to the metal of life and see just how fast it goes
I'm pushing myself to the limit and living life to the fullest


Fuck the world, gotta make that bitch grab her toes
I'm focused on my success and making the most of my life


And Rock game never goofy, no weapon shall prosper
I won't let anyone or anything stand in the way of my success as a rapper


Manoeuvre like I'm Bruce Lee, ya know I'm chucks
I'm quick on my feet and can handle myself in any situation


Been doing this since a young buck
I've been hustling and rapping since I was young


Banging for fifty cent from a victim, while my gun talk
I used to rob people for money and was always armed with my gun


And somebody gotta get it
I'm not afraid to use my gun to protect myself or my assets


And when you make a dollar, know somebody gotta spend it
I'm aware that life is expensive and money doesn't last forever


The struggle is real, the struggle is real, the struggle is real
Life is tough and difficult, but I'm constantly pushing forward


You gotta do what you got to just to get over the hill
I'm willing to do whatever it takes to succeed and overcome my struggles


When you live in America, either kill or be killed, yo
It's tough growing up in America and you have to be street smart to survive


Lord have mercy, have mercy
I know that I'm not perfect and I'm asking for forgiveness from a higher power


I know I ain't living right and know I'm not perfect
I'm aware of my imperfections and mistakes in life


But plus I gotta eat what I'm doing it's worth it
I'm hustling to make ends meet and it's all worth it in the end


I stay at your head or be at your throat
I'm always on the offensive and won't back down from anyone


Better ask your folk, I'm never the dawg to provoke
My reputation precedes me and I'm not one to start trouble


Niggas know the status and bitches come cast their votes
Everyone knows who I am and I have a lot of fans and admirers


In my zone with codeine and plenty of grass to smoke
I'm relaxed and focused, enjoying some drugs and weed


I'm surpassed and broke, stay trapping for mo'
I'm broke but still hustling to make more money


Two chicks boosting, we hooking back up in the back of the sto'
I've got two girls who are helping me rob stores and we're meeting up to split the profits


I'm the jack of many trades, steady pimping my pen
I'm talented in many areas and I'm always writing and improving my rap skills


Hustle in the shade, respond in a nigga's funny ways
I'm a savvy hustler and I always have a response for anyone who tries to disrespect me


I was raised by winners
I come from a family of successful people


Niggas who park benzes up at that Staples Center
My family has money and we're successful in business and cars


Now that gangsta nigga, I'm on some new money
I'm successful and wealthy now, with a new mindset


Nothing but raw, pop shit, catch one in the jaw
My raps are real and honest, and I'll punch anyone who disagrees


It's gutta law, I know, you wish you was a star
This is the harsh reality of the streets, and everyone wants to be successful


What I do is internal, smoking herbal
I'm introspective and enjoy smoking weed to relax my mind


Try'na run up in some bitches who fertal, wow
I'm chasing after women who are fertile and can have my children


Feel like this is my moment, feel it's time for change
I'm optimistic and feel that it's my time to succeed and make a change in my life


Excercise in game, niggas vibe the change
I'm working hard to improve my music and my life, and people are noticing a positive change


No looking back at it, cause this is that moment
I'm focused on my future and not dwelling on my past


I step forward ready to go at each and every opponent
I'm fearless and ready to take on anyone who tries to stand in my way


Give it to anybody that want it
I'll share my success and give back to those who are in need


Represent the underdog, training in the gym
I'm proud to represent those from the bottom who are trying to work their way up


Tell a minute, they get they number called
I'm confident that if I keep working hard, my time for success will come


I'm speed bagging it's worth, the trainers see me smashing
I'm training hard and my trainers see my dedication and work ethic


With persperation on the back of my shirt, making them sweat
I'm working so hard that I'm sweating through my clothes, inspiring others to work hard too


Better yet, just look at them vets
I'm learning from and admiring those who have come before me and succeeded in the rap game


Like when I'm in that Nicks, cashing a check, you know it's real nigga
I'm making real money from my music career and it's a sign of my success




Lyrics © THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: BYRON KEITH II FOREST, JOHNNY MCKINZIE, JON RICHARD BISHOP

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