My Jam
J.a.y. Young Lyrics
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It's only one of me doe
Bay-baaaaaaaaaaaaaay
I'm in my bag like it's fries at the bottom
Told my brothas if I got it, I got 'em
Niggas hating, yeah I know that they watching
If you ain't with the gang, please keep it marching
What you gon' do when I drop the bomb?
Don't gotta tell me, I know I'm the man
Don't gotta tell me, I know I'm the man, yeah
Don't let me get in my jam, damn
Don't let me get in my jam, damn
Don't let me get in my jam, damn
Don't let me get in my
I feel like talking my shit
Like who the man with the hits?
Timex on the wrist
Jiggy nigga with the fits
Scorpion when I spit
Flamethrower, I don't miss
Remember I sat by myself during lunch
Now I set the table and no you can't sit
It's only room for the team
I sit at the head like a king
Tell 'em bow and kiss the ring
Just a young nigga with a dream
Southern Ave Tea got me loose
Plus I'm blowing trees with the troops
Brag rapper, think I'm souped
Fly nigga, she gon' goose
They ain't feel me so I switched up the flow
I'm in the Lyft bouta fuck on your ho
I made it known what it is from the go
I'm killing shit from the stu to the show
Iverson '01, I'm the truth
I need a Jeep and my bro need a coupe
Patio sex with a view of the beach
Fat nigga so you know I'ma eat, yeah
I'm in my bag like it's fries at the bottom
Told my brothas if I got it, I got 'em
Niggas hating, yeah I know that they watching
If you ain't with the gang, please keep it marching
Sleeping on me, better set your alarm
What you gon' do when I drop the bomb?
Don't gotta tell me, I know I'm the man
Don't gotta tell me, I know I'm the man, yeah
Don't let me get in my jam, damn
Don't let me get in my jam, damn
Don't let me get in my jam, damn
Don't let me get in my
I feel like CM Punk with the mic, holmes
Might turn this shit into a pipebomb
Many hats, I do it on my own
You could never knock me off my thone
Should've known you the jealous type
Cause I'm hella nice and you like, "umm..."
M.J., not the King of Pop
But as far as mics I'm like Tyson
What's the gameplan?
Rap, get money, get fly, then hit the skins
She got the ocean so I'm diving in
But don't get nothing on my DDM
I do this shit for my brothas
Tired of seeing momma struggle
Fuck a bitch, cause I'm bout my bread
So if you feel what a nigga said
Say "Kill, no funny"
Fuck niggas, get money
Say "Kill, no funny"
Fuck bitches, get money
Winter spot down Pensecola
Luxury whips, can't do Corollas
I made my name ever since Takoma
HomeBASS, you can't fucking hold us
I'm in my bag like it's fries at the bottom
Told my brothas if I got it, I got 'em
Niggas hating, yeah I know that they watching
If you ain't with the gang, please keep it marching
Sleeping on me, better set your alarm
What you gon' do when I drop the bomb?
Don't gotta tell me, I know I'm the man
Don't gotta tell me, I know I'm the man, yeah
Don't let me get in my jam, damn
Don't let me get in my jam, damn
Don't let me get in my jam, damn
Don't let me get in my
In the first section of the song "My Jam," J.a.y. Young confidently asserts his uniqueness and individuality in the crowded rap industry, emphasizing that there is only one of him. He uses the metaphor of being "in his bag like it's fries at the bottom" to convey that he is fully immersed in his craft and success, always looking out for his brothers and ready to handle any challenges from haters who are enviously watching his every move. The lyrics also reflect his self-awareness and acknowledgment of his own talent and worth, stating that he doesn't need validation from others to know that he is the man.
The chorus of the song repeatedly warns listeners not to underestimate or provoke J.a.y. Young, as he confidently declares, "Don't let me get in my jam," showcasing his determination and readiness to excel in his element. He feels empowered to speak his truth and assert his dominance in the rap game, proclaiming himself as the one with the hits and a flashy style that sets him apart. The imagery of setting the table and claiming his place at the head like a king symbolizes his rise from humble beginnings to a position of authority and respect, demanding acknowledgment and loyalty from those around him.
In the second section, J.a.y. Young continues to exude confidence and swagger, comparing himself to iconic figures like CM Punk and Mike Tyson in terms of his performance and skill with the mic. He dismisses any potential detractors or haters, emphasizing his independence and resilience in pursuing his goals and success. The lyrics touch on themes of perseverance, loyalty to his family and friends, as well as a drive to elevate himself financially and professionally, unapologetically prioritizing his own advancement and well-being.
The final lines of the song reinforce J.a.y. Young's determination and ambition, highlighting his commitment to his craft and his community while rejecting negativity and fake personas. He proudly claims his identity and origins, asserting that no one can hold back his rise to prominence and success. The lyrics blend personal anecdotes with assertive declarations, painting a portrait of an artist who is unapologetically himself, striving for greatness, and expecting nothing but respect and recognition from those around him.
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Written by: Matthew Olden
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