MIDDLE CHILD
Dreamville & J. Cole Lyrics


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You good, T-Minus?

Niggas been counting me out
I'm counting my bullets
I'm loading my clips
I'm writing down names
I'm making a list
I'm checking it twice and I'm getting 'em hit
The real ones been dying
The fake ones is lit
The game is off balance
I'm back on my shit
The Bentley is dirty
My sneakers is dirty
But that's how I like it
You all on my dick

I'm all in my bag
This hard as it get
I do not snort powder
I might take a sip
I might hit the blunt
But I'm liable to trip
I ain't popping no pill
But you do as you wish
I roll with some fiends
I love 'em to death
That got a few mil'
But not all of them rich
What good is the bread if my niggas is broke?
What good is first class if my niggas can't sit?
That's my next mission
That's why I can't quit
Just like LeBron
Get my niggas more chips
Just put the Rollie right back on my wrist
This watch came from Drizzy
He gave me a gift
Back when the rap game was praying I'd diss
They act like two legends cannot coexist
But I'd never beef with a nigga for nothing
If I smoke a rapper
It's gon' be legit
It won't be for clout
It won't be for fame
It won't be 'cause my shit ain't selling the same
It won't be to sell you my latest lil' sneakers
It won't be 'cause some nigga slid in my lane
Everything grows
It's destined to change
I love you lil' niggas
I'm glad that you came
I hope that you scrape every dollar you can
I hope you know money won't erase the pain
To the OG's
I'm thanking you now
Was watching you when you was paving the ground
I copied your cadence
I mirrored your style
I studied the greats
I'm the greatest right now
Fuck if you feel me
You ain't got a choice
I ain't do no promo
Still made all that noise
This shit gon' be different
I set my intentions
I promise to slap all that hate out your voice

Niggas been counting me out
I'm counting my bullets
I'm loading my clips
I'm writing down names
I'm making a list
I'm checking it twice and I'm getting 'em hit
The real ones been dying
The fake ones is lit
The game is off balance
I'm back on my shit
The Bentley is dirty
My sneakers is dirty
But that's how I like it
You all on my dick

I just poured something in my cup
I've been wanting something I can feel
Promise I am never lettin' up
Money in your palm don't make you real
Foot is on they neck
I got 'em stuck
I'ma give 'em something they can feel
If it ain't 'bout the squad
Don't give a fuck
Pistol in your hand don't make you real

I'm dead in the middle of two generations
I'm little bro and big bro all at once
Just left the lab with young 21 Savage
I'm 'bout to go and meet Jigga for lunch
Had a long talk with the young nigga Kodak
Reminded me of young niggas from 'Ville
Straight out the projects
No faking, just honest
I wish that he had more guidance, for real
Too many niggas in cycle of jail
Spending they birthdays inside of a cell
We coming from a long bloodline of trauma
We raised by our mamas
Lord we gotta heal
We hurting our sisters
The babies as well
We killing our brothers
They poisoned the well
Distorted self image
We set up to fail
I'ma make sure that the real gon' prevail, nigga

I just poured something in my cup
I've been wanting something I can feel
Promise I am never lettin' up
Money in your palm don't make you real
Foot is on they neck
I got 'em stuck
I'ma give 'em something they can feel
If it ain't 'bout the squad
Don't give a fuck
Pistol in your hand don't make you real

(Money in your palm don't make you real)




(Pistol in your hand don't make you real)
(Money in your palm don't make you real)

Overall Meaning

The song "Middle Child" by Dreamville and J. Cole is a reflection on their place in the rap game as the middle generation between younger and older artists. The lyrics indicate that J. Cole has been counted out by the industry but is now taking control by counting his bullets, loading his clips, and making a list of those he intends to hit. He acknowledges that real artists have been dying, while fake ones are thriving.


J. Cole emphasizes that he won't beef with anyone for no reason and won't use violence for clout or fame. He wants to set an example for the younger generation of rappers, encouraging them to scrape every dollar they can but also acknowledging that money won't erase their pain. J. Cole hopes to stand apart by setting his intentions and "slapping all that hate" out of others' voices.


The song features a trap beat, with haunting synths, distorted guitar, and J. Cole's relentless rhythm. The chorus repeats the line "I just poured something in my cup, I've been wanting something I can feel," indicating that money, fame, and material possessions don't necessarily bring fulfillment. The line "I'm dead in the middle of two generations, I'm little bro and big bro all at once" reflects the tension that J. Cole feels, being both a mentor to younger artists and still looking up to older legends like Jay-Z.


Line by Line Meaning

You good, T-Minus?
Asking if the producer T-Minus is doing okay


N*****s been counting me out
People have been underestimating me


I'm counting my bullets
Preparing for a battle


I'm loading my clips
Preparing to fight


I'm writing down names
Making a list of targets


I'm making a list
Compiling names of opposing forces


I'm checking it twice and I'm getting 'em hit
Revising and ensuring all targets will be dealt with appropriately


The real ones been dying
Authentic people have been losing their lives


The fake ones is lit
Inauthentic people are successful


The game is off balance
The industry is in a state of imbalance


I'm back on my shit
I am returning to my previous work ethic


The Bentley is dirty
My car is not clean


My sneakers is dirty
My shoes are scuffed up


But that's how I like it
I prefer my belongings to look worn


You all on my dick
You are constantly paying attention to me


I'm all in my bag
I'm focused on my business


This hard as it get
This is as difficult as it gets


I do not snort powder
I don't do drugs


I might take a sip
I may consume alcohol


I might hit the blunt
I may smoke weed


But I'm liable to trip
But I may get too high


I ain't popping no pill
I am not taking any pills


But you do as you wish
But you can do what you want


I roll with some fiends
I associate with some addicts


I love 'em to death
But I care about them deeply


That got a few mil'
Who have a few million dollars


But not all of them rich
But not all of them are financially stable


What good is the bread if my n*****s is broke?
What good is wealth if my friends are struggling financially?


What good is first class if my n*****s can't sit?
Being in first class is no good if my friends don't have the same privilege


That's my next mission
My next goal is to help my friends financially


That's why I can't quit
That's why I can't give up


Just like LeBron
Like how LeBron James works to provide for his friends


Get my n*****s more chips
I want to help my friends earn more money


Just put the Rollie right back on my wrist
Putting my expensive watch back on my wrist because I earned it


This watch came from Drizzy
Drake gifted me this watch


He gave me a gift
He gave me something without expecting anything in return


Back when the rap game was praying I'd diss
When other rappers hoped I would feud with them to gain publicity


They act like two legends cannot coexist
Some people believe that two successful people cannot work together


But I'd never beef with a n****a for nothing
But I would never fight with someone without a valid reason


If I smoke a rapper
If I have a rap battle with someone


It's gon' be legit
It has to be a legitimate beef


It won't be for clout
I won't do it for fame or attention


It won't be for fame
It won't be to gain more fame for myself


It won't be 'cause my shit ain't selling the same
It's not because my music isn't as popular as it used to be


It won't be to sell you my latest lil' sneakers
It won't be to promote my latest merchandise


It won't be 'cause some n****a slid in my lane
It won't be because someone copied my style


Everything grows
Life is constantly changing and evolving


It's destined to change
It is inevitable that things will change


I love you lil' n*****s
I have love for the young generation of rappers


I'm glad that you came
I'm happy that you are part of the industry


I hope that you scrape every dollar you can
I hope that you make as much money as possible


I hope you know money won't erase the pain
But I also hope you realize that money cannot cure all your problems


To the OG's
To the older generation of rappers


I'm thanking you now
I want to say thank you


Was watching you when you was paving the ground
When you were creating the foundation for the industry, I was paying attention


I copied your cadence
I imitated your rhythm and flow


I mirrored your style
I copied your musical style


I studied the greats
I learned from the most successful and respected rap artists


I'm the greatest right now
I have a lot of confidence in my ability as a rapper


Fuck if you feel me
I don't care if you agree with me or not


You ain't got a choice
You have no say in the matter


I ain't do no promo
I didn't advertise or promote this release


Still made all that noise
But it still generated a lot of attention and buzz


This shit gon' be different
This release will be unique


I set my intentions
I have a clear goal in mind


I promise to slap all that hate out your voice
I promise to prove the haters wrong


I just poured something in my cup
I just poured a drink


I've been wanting something I can feel
I desire something that brings real satisfaction


Promise I am never lettin' up
I promise to never give up or back down


Money in your palm don't make you real
Having money doesn't mean you're authentic


Foot is on they neck
I have control over my enemies


I got 'em stuck
I have them trapped


I'ma give 'em something they can feel
I'm going to provide something of true quality and value


If it ain't 'bout the squad
If it's not about the group


Don't give a fuck
I don't care about it


Pistol in your hand don't make you real
Having a gun doesn't make you authentic


I'm dead in the middle of two generations
I am caught between two different eras of rap music


I'm little bro and big bro all at once
I am both the younger and older brother


Just left the lab with young 21 Savage
I just finished working with 21 Savage


I'm 'bout to go and meet Jigga for lunch
I am about to go meet with Jay-Z for lunch


Had a long talk with the young nigga Kodak
I had a deep conversation with Kodak Black


Reminded me of young niggas from 'Ville
He reminded me of the young rappers from Dreamville


Straight out the projects
Coming from impoverished neighborhoods


No faking, just honest
Being genuine and truthful


I wish that he had more guidance, for real
I wish that Kodak Black had more guidance and support


Too many n*****s in cycle of jail
Too many black men are locked up in prison


Spending they birthdays inside of a cell
Spending their birthdays in confinement


We coming from a long bloodline of trauma
Our ancestors have faced a long history of hardship and pain


We raised by our mamas
Many of us were raised by our mothers only


Lord we gotta heal
We need to heal from our past traumas and pain


We hurting our sisters
We are hurting our female counterparts


The babies as well
And we are also hurting our children


We killing our brothers
We are killing our black men


They poisoned the well
They have created a negative environment


Distorted self image
We have an incorrect view of ourselves


We set up to fail
We are put in a position where we are likely to fail


I'ma make sure that the real gon' prevail, nigga
I will make sure that authentic and genuine people will be successful




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Jermaine Cole, Tyler Matthew Carl Williams, Allan Felder, Norman Harris

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Lyrics 💜

Niggas been counting me out
I'm counting my bullets
I'm loading my clips
I'm writing down names
I'm making a list
I'm checking it twice and I'm getting 'em hit
The real ones been dying
The fake ones is lit
The game is off balance
I'm back on my shit
The Bentley is dirty
My sneakers is dirty
But that's how I like it
You all on my dick
I'm all in my bag
This hard as it get
I do not snort powder
I might take a sip
I might hit the blunt
But I'm liable to trip
I ain't popping no pill
But you do as you wish
I roll with some fiends
I love 'em to death
I got a few mil'
But not all of them rich
What good is the bread if my niggas is broke?
What good is first class if my niggas can't sit?
That's my next mission
That's why I can't quit
Just like LeBron
Get my niggas more chips
Just put the Rollie right back on my wrist
This watch came from Drizzy
He gave me a gift
Back when the rap game was praying I'd diss
They act like two legends cannot coexist
But I'd never beef with a nigga for nothing
If I smoke a rapper
It's gon' be legit
It won't be for clout
It won't be for fame
It won't be 'cause my shit ain't selling the same
It won't be to sell you my latest lil' sneakers
It won't be 'cause some nigga slid in my lane
Everything grows
It's destined to change
I love you lil' niggas
I'm glad that you came
I hope that you scrape every dollar you can
I hope you know money won't erase the pain
To the OG's
I'm thanking you now
Was watching you when you was paving the ground
I copied your cadence
I mirrored your style
I studied the greats
I'm the greatest right now
Fuck if you feel me
You ain't got a choice
Now I ain't do no promo
Still made all that noise
This shit gon' be different
I set my intentions
I promise to slap all that hate out your voice
Niggas been counting me out
I'm counting my bullets
I'm loading my clips
I'm writing down names
I'm making a list
I'm checking it twice and I'm getting 'em hit
The real ones been dying
The fake ones is lit
The game is off balance
I'm back on my shit
The Bentley is dirty
My sneakers is dirty
But that's how I like it
You all on my dick
I just poured something in my cup
I've been wanting something I can feel
Promise I am never lettin' up
Money in your palm don't make you real
Foot is on they neck
I got 'em stuck
I'ma give 'em something they can feel
If it ain't 'bout the squad
Don't give a fuck
Pistol in your hand don't make you real
I'm dead in the middle of two generations
I'm little bro and big bro all at once
Just left the lab with young 21 Savage
I'm 'bout to go and meet Jigga for lunch
Had a long talk with the young nigga Kodak
Reminded me of young niggas from 'Ville
Straight out the projects
No faking, just honest
I wish that he had more guidance, for real
Too many niggas in cycle of jail
Spending they birthdays inside of a cell
We coming from a long bloodline of trauma
We raised by our mamas
Lord we gotta heal
We hurting our sisters
The babies as well
We killing our brothers
They poisoned the well
Distorted self image
We set up to fail
I'ma make sure that the real gon' prevail, nigga
I just poured something in my cup
I've been wanting something I can feel
Promise I am never lettin' up
Money in your palm don't make you real
Foot is on they neck
I got 'em stuck
I'ma give 'em something they can feel
If it ain't 'bout the squad
Don't give a fuck
Pistol in your hand don't make you real



All comments from YouTube:

J. Cole

My new song. MIDDLE CHILD. This how I’m coming all year. This how Dreamville coming all 2019.

jimmieweathers

The content is great, I've been playing it nonstop, this a bop. I'm responsible for atleast 300 views but it feels like it's missing something. Can't quite put my finger on it

3Dj

Heard it for the 1st time just now...and it's going on repeat. Good job!

Maayan Sorani

yoooo

TragicZ

He gave us the warning.. coles year!!!! Finally

Don’t Trip

This shit go hard everyone gonna be playing this shit !!!🗣🗣 🗣💯💯💯💯💯🔥🔥🔥🔥💨💨💨💨💨💨

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Ruckuswhyy

This song is already 4 years old, time flies.

Brett Moore

po6g word

Ruckuswhyy

@po6g I felt that

po6g

Damnnnn haha I didn’t even realise I typed that I got distracted and put my phone in my pocket and this happened 🤣imagine what else I’ve either sent or
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