I & I
The Jacka Lyrics
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'Bout to knock you off, they had enough of you, nigga
So I stepped up, I was tough for you, nigga
But when you came up you did nothing for niggas
So I was forced to sell coke for a comfortable living
Young sport, mom's porch, did nothing but killing
Pops had a few bands I thought that shit was a million
Now I'm 20 thousand fans at the Concord Pavilion
Hunnid bands from a thousand grams in a microwave
Niggas taking pictures with they Canons, but who life you save?
Led in to the night shootin' dice in my Michael J's
My AR made the same sound motorcycles make
Remember stay far 'cause they link with our enemies
They don't deserve the czar, but I give 'em tar anyways
Band for a brick, sipping barre with the friends I've made
Teenagers out there moving hard, but their rent is payed
Rich niggas use our murder game, I'm a renegade
Bitch niggas standin' on the stage don't deserve the fame
I kill a nigga give me 30 grand and show me where to aim
European switchin' lanes, promise shit ain't been the same
They lock us all up in a cage, we lockin' up with niggas gangs
Never go against the grain, it's Wocky in my lemonade
Momma kicked me out, 'cause I ain't wash the dishes when she say
It's days that I forget to pray, "damn, I miss my nigga, blood"
The shit I didn't get to say, show you how much you was loved
It's nothin' I wouldn't do for bruh, who you slide or shoot for bruh?
We done did a few for bruh, you wasn't even bool wit bruh
You wasn't there to hoop it up, killers used to scoop me up
Ask me how grades was then take me to cop some newki one's
It's mainey how you turned rat, we already knew you was
Knocked a bitch on IG and sent her, that's computer love
Gotta show my shooters love, gotta thank the dude above
They drug my name through the mud, then asked for me to shoot 'em dub
Rootin for us in the slums, I knew that this is what I'd become
Put all of my ahkis on and now they stones rockied up
I don't think I'm Pac or nothin', Thug Life embedded in me
I believe in karma, pray to God the suckas never get me
Touched my first 50, went and gave my momma 35
She was finna put up 60, told her I deserve the time
Took a seat in church, my family told me, it don't hurt to try
It's therapeutic for you baby, it don't hurt to cry
I had to work for mines, mingle in the dirt and grind
I overcame my obstacles and struggles, I deserve to shine
(Overcame my obstacles and struggles, I deserve to shine)
The Jacka's "I & I" is a reflective and introspective song that touches on themes of loyalty, betrayal, drug dealing, and living life in the streets. The opening lines speak to how someone's constant boasting and bragging can eventually lead to their downfall. The singer talks about stepping in and toughening up for someone who didn't do the same for them, but eventually turned to selling drugs for a living. The song progresses into a recounting of the singer's experiences with cocaine and lean, describing how it can lead to a life of addiction and violence. There is a sense of regret and longing for a simpler time when the singer had supportive friends and family.
The second verse deals with the societal struggles that come with being a person of color in a disadvantaged area. The imagery of being locked up in a cage and locking up with gang members reflects on the systemic issues that lead to cycles of poverty and crime. The singer expresses the importance of staying true to one's values and not going against the grain. The song closes with a realization of personal growth and a sense of deserving success, earned through hard work and perseverance.
Line by Line Meaning
You ran your mouth so much that they ain't fuck with you, nigga
You talked too much and it made people not want to associate with you
'Bout to knock you off, they had enough of you, nigga
People were close to killing you because they had enough of you
So I stepped up, I was tough for you, nigga
I defended you and acted as a tough person on your behalf
But when you came up you did nothing for niggas
However, when you became successful, you did not help out others in your community
So I was forced to sell coke for a comfortable living
As a result, I had to sell drugs to make a comfortable living
Young sport, mom's porch, did nothing but killing
I was a young person who spent most of my time on my mother's porch, involved in nothing but violence
Pops had a few bands I thought that shit was a million
My dad had a few thousand dollars and I thought it was a million
Now I'm 20 thousand fans at the Concord Pavilion
Now I have twenty thousand fans and have performed at the Concord Pavilion
Damn, started sniffin' white, lean make you sleep your life away
I started using cocaine and lean, which can make you waste your life sleeping
Hunnid bands from a thousand grams in a microwave
I made one hundred thousand dollars from cooking one thousand grams of drugs in a microwave
Niggas taking pictures with they Canons, but who life you save?
People take pictures with their cameras, but who are they actually helping or saving?
Led in to the night shootin' dice in my Michael J's
I spent nights shooting dice while wearing my Michael Jordan sneakers
My AR made the same sound motorcycles make
The sound of my AR gun was similar to the sound of a motorcycle
Remember stay far 'cause they link with our enemies
Remember to stay away from those who associate with our enemies
They don't deserve the czar, but I give 'em tar anyways
They do not deserve the high-quality drugs, but I still sell to them
Band for a brick, sipping barre with the friends I've made
I exchange a band of money for a brick of drugs and enjoy sipping on codeine with my friends
Teenagers out there moving hard, but their rent is payed
Young people are selling drugs and making money, but only to pay their expenses
Rich niggas use our murder game, I'm a renegade
Wealthy people use our violent lifestyle for entertainment, but I rebel against it
Bitch niggas standin' on the stage don't deserve the fame
People who are not real and act like women do not deserve to be famous
I kill a nigga give me 30 grand and show me where to aim
I am willing to murder someone for thirty thousand dollars if given the directions
European switchin' lanes, promise shit ain't been the same
I see Europeans driving by and it makes me realize that my life has changed
They lock us all up in a cage, we lockin' up with niggas gangs
Authorities put us in jail where we are surrounded by gangs
Never go against the grain, it's Wocky in my lemonade
I never go against what is considered normal, and add cough syrup to my lemonade
Momma kicked me out, 'cause I ain't wash the dishes when she say
My mother kicked me out of the house because I did not do the dishes when she asked me to
It's days that I forget to pray, "damn, I miss my nigga, blood"
There are days when I forget to pray and it makes me realize how much I miss my friend who passed away
The shit I didn't get to say, show you how much you was loved
The things I did not get to say to my friend indicate how much I loved him
It's nothin' I wouldn't do for bruh, who you slide or shoot for bruh?
There is nothing I would not do for my friend, even if it means getting revenge for him
We done did a few for bruh, you wasn't even bool wit bruh
We have committed a few crimes on behalf of my friend, and you were not even close to him
You wasn't there to hoop it up, killers used to scoop me up
You were not there to play basketball, but the killers in the community would pick me up
Ask me how grades was then take me to cop some newki one's
They would ask me how school was, then take me to buy new sneakers
It's mainey how you turned rat, we already knew you was
It is crazy how you became a snitch, but we already suspected you
Knocked a bitch on IG and sent her, that's computer love
You hit someone on Instagram and sent her, which shows how fake and online your relationships are
Gotta show my shooters love, gotta thank the dude above
I have to show my shooters love and be grateful to God for all the blessings in my life
They drug my name through the mud, then asked for me to shoot 'em dub
People talked badly about me, but then asked me to shoot a music video for them
Rootin for us in the slums, I knew that this is what I'd become
Despite growing up in poverty, I knew that I would become a respected figure in my community
Put all of my ahkis on and now they stones rockied up
I put all my friends on and now they have a lot of money and are wearing expensive jewelry
I don't think I'm Pac or nothin', Thug Life embedded in me
Although I do not think I am like Tupac, a violent lifestyle is a part of me
I believe in karma, pray to God the suckas never get me
I believe in karma and hope that my enemies never harm me
Touched my first 50, went and gave my momma 35
After making my first fifty thousand dollars, I gave my mother thirty-five thousand
She was finna put up 60, told her I deserve the time
She was going to put sixty thousand dollars away, but I told her that I deserved the money
Took a seat in church, my family told me, it don't hurt to try
I went to church and my family encouraged me to try and be a better person
It's therapeutic for you baby, it don't hurt to cry
Crying is therapeutic for you, it does not hurt to let your emotions out
I had to work for mines, mingle in the dirt and grind
I had to work hard and struggle to make money
I overcame my obstacles and struggles, I deserve to shine
Despite all the hardships I faced, I overcame them and now deserve to enjoy success
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Timothy Patterson, Dominick Newtown
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