The Middle
Z & Z 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
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

Overall Meaning

"The Middle" by Z & Z is a powerful and introspective song that addresses various themes such as authenticity, resilience, and the state of the rap game. The lyrics convey a sense of determination and resilience in the face of adversity. The song opens with the artist counting their bullets and making a list, symbolizing a metaphorical preparation for battle. They differentiate between the real ones, who have been dying, and the fake ones, who are thriving in the imbalanced game. The artist expresses a desire to reclaim their place and prove their worth, asserting that they are back on their grind.


The lyrics also touch upon the conflicts and misunderstandings within the rap community. The artist emphasizes that they have no interest in engaging in meaningless beef or drama. They highlight their commitment to authenticity and integrity, stating that if they were to "smoke a rapper," it would be for legitimate reasons and not for clout or fame. They also acknowledge the influence and examples of the OGs (original gangsters) who paved the way for them, expressing gratitude and recognizing their impact.


The second half of the song delves into topics such as generational divides, the need for guidance and support, and the cycle of self-destructive behavior experienced by many in marginalized communities. The artist reflects on their own position as both a little brother and a big brother, feeling responsible for the guidance and support of younger artists. They discuss the traumas and struggles faced by their community and express a commitment to healing and uplifting their people.


Overall, "The Middle" is a thought-provoking song that explores themes of resilience, authenticity, and the complexities of the rap game. It encourages self-reflection, unity, and the importance of staying true to oneself.


Line by Line Meaning

You good, T-Minus?
Are you okay, T-Minus?


Niggas been counting me out
People have been underestimating me


I'm counting my bullets i'm loading my clips
I'm preparing myself for any challenges or conflicts


I'm writing down names i'm making a list
I'm keeping track of those who have doubted me or done me wrong


I'm checking it twice and I'm getting 'em hit
I'm carefully considering my actions and making sure they have an impact


The real ones been dying
The genuine and authentic people are disappearing


The fake ones is lit the game is off balance
The fake individuals are gaining popularity and causing imbalance in the industry


I'm back on my shit the Bentley is dirty
I'm focused and determined again, even if my material possessions are not in perfect condition


My sneakers is dirty But that's how I like it you all on my dick
My shoes may be dirty, but I prefer it that way because it keeps people constantly paying attention to me


I'm all in my bag this hard as it get
I'm fully engaged in my craft, giving it my all


I do not snort powder i might take a sip
I don't use drugs excessively, but I may indulge in alcohol occasionally


I might hit the blunt but I'm liable to trip
I might smoke marijuana, but there's a risk of affecting my judgment


I ain't popping no pill But you do as you wish
I'm not taking any illegal substances, but you can make your own choices


I roll with some fiends i love 'em to death
I associate with close friends who may have their flaws, but I care for them deeply


I got a few mil' but not all of them rich
I have a few million dollars, but not all of my friends are wealthy


What good is the bread if my niggas is broke?
What's the point of having money if my friends are financially struggling?


What good is first class if My niggas can't sit? That's my next mission
Having luxurious experiences means nothing if my friends can't also enjoy them. That's what I'm focused on accomplishing next.


That's why I can't quit just like LeBron Get my niggas more chips
I can't give up because, like LeBron James, I want to provide my friends with more financial success and opportunities


Just put the Rollie right back on my wrist This watch came from Drizzy He gave me a gift
I proudly wear my expensive Rolex watch again, which was gifted to me by Drake


Back when the rap game was praying I'd diss They act like two legends cannot coexist
During a time when people wanted me to engage in feuds within the rap industry, they acted as if it was impossible for two legendary artists to peacefully coexist


But I'd never beef with a nigga for nothing If I smoke a rapper it's gon' be legit
I would never engage in unnecessary conflicts with other artists. If I were to criticize or challenge another rapper, it would be for valid reasons


It won't be for clout it won't be for fame It won't be 'cause my shit Ain't selling the same
My motivations would not be for attention or popularity, nor would it be because my music is not achieving the same level of success


It won't be to sell you My latest lil' sneakers
I wouldn't resort to feuds in order to promote or sell my new merchandise or clothing


It won't be 'cause some nigga slid in my lane
I wouldn't engage in conflicts over someone trying to copy or imitate my style


Everything grows it's destined to change
Everything evolves and is meant to go through transformations


I love you lil' niggas I'm glad that you came
I appreciate the younger generation of artists and I'm happy that they are part of the industry


I hope that you scrape every dollar you can I hope you know money won't erase the pain
I hope the upcoming artists can make as much money as possible, but they should also understand that money alone won't heal their emotional pain


To the OG's i'm thanking you now Was watching you when you Was paving the ground i copied your cadence
I want to express gratitude to the older generation of artists who paved the way. I admired your style and even emulated your delivery


I mirrored your style i studied the greats I'm the greatest right now
I imitated and learned from the legendary artists, and now I consider myself to be the best in the current rap scene


Fuck if you feel me you ain't got a choice
I don't care if you agree or understand me, it's not up to you


Now I ain't do no promo Still made all that noise
I didn't need to engage in promotional activities, but my presence and impact were still significant


This shit gon' be different I set my intentions
Things are going to change, I have a clear and focused mindset


I promise to slap all that Hate out your voice
I vow to silence and eliminate all the negativity and hate directed towards me


I just poured something in my cup I've been wanting something I can feel
I just filled my cup with a substance, as I was longing for a tangible sensation


Promise I am never lettin' up Money in your palm don't make you real
I assure you I will never stop pushing forward. Having money in your hand doesn't define your authenticity


Foot is on they neck i got 'em stuck I'ma give 'em something they can feel
I have them under pressure and unable to escape. I will deliver something that will resonate with them


If it ain't 'bout the squad Don't give a fuck
If it doesn't concern my close group of friends, I don't care about it


Pistol in your hand don't make you real
Simply holding a gun doesn't make you genuine or tough


I'm dead in the middle of two generations
I find myself caught between two different eras


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


Just left the lab with young 21 Savage
I recently collaborated in the studio with the young rapper 21 Savage


I'm 'bout to go and meet Jigga for lunch
I'm about to have a meeting with Jay-Z, also known as Jigga, during lunchtime


Had a long talk with the young nigga Kodak
I had an extensive conversation with the young rapper Kodak Black


Reminded me of young niggas from 'Ville Straight out the projects No faking, just honest
He reminded me of the young individuals from the same neighborhood as me. They were authentic, coming from the projects, and always being true to themselves


I wish that he had more guidance, for real
I genuinely wish he had more support and direction in his life


Too many niggas in cycle of jail
There are far too many people stuck in a cycle of imprisonment


Spending they birthdays inside of a cell
They are spending their birthdays confined to a jail cell


We coming from a long bloodline of trauma
We come from a lineage with a history of deep emotional wounds and pain


We raised by our mamas lord we gotta heal
We were primarily raised by our mothers, and we desperately need to find healing and peace


We hurting our sisters the babies as well
We are causing pain to our female siblings and the young children as a whole


We killing our brothers They poisoned the well distorted self image
We are destroying our fellow men, and they have been influenced by a toxic environment that distorts their self-perception


We set up to fail
We were deliberately put in situations where failure is almost inevitable


I'ma make sure that the real gon' prevail
I will make sure that the genuine and authentic individuals will ultimately succeed


Nigga i just poured something in my cup I've been wanting something I can feel
I just filled my cup with a substance because I desired a tangible experience


Promise I am never lettin' up Money in your palm don't make you real
I assure you I will always continue striving forward. Having money in your hand doesn't make you genuine


Foot is on they neck i got 'em stuck I'ma give 'em something they can feel
I have them under pressure and unable to escape. I will provide them with something that will deeply resonate


If it ain't 'bout the squad Don't give a fuck
If it doesn't concern my close group of friends, I don't care about it


Pistol in your hand don't make you real
Simply holding a gun doesn't make you genuine or tough




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