Middle Child Lyrics by J. Cole

0:02You good, T-Minus?

0:07Niggas been counting me out

0:09I'm counting my bullets

0:10I'm loading my clips

0:11I'm writing down names

0:12I'm making a list

0:13I'm checking it twice and I'm getting 'em hit

0:15The real ones been dying

0:16The fake ones is lit

0:17The game is off balance

0:18I'm back on my shit

0:19The Bentley is dirty

0:20My sneakers is dirty

0:21But that's how I like it

0:22You all on my dick

0:23I'm all in my bag

0:24This hard as it get

0:25I do not snort powder

0:26I might take a sip

0:26I might hit the blunt

0:27But I'm liable to trip

0:28I ain't popping no pill

0:29But you do as you wish

0:30I roll with some fiends

0:31I love 'em to death

0:32That got a few mil'

0:33But not all of them rich

0:34What good is the bread if my niggas is broke?

0:36What good is first class if my niggas can't sit?

0:38That's my next mission

0:39That's why I can't quit

0:40Just like LeBron

0:41Get my niggas more chips

0:42Just put the Rollie right back on my wrist

0:44This watch came from Drizzy

0:45He gave me a gift

0:46Back when the rap game was praying I'd diss

0:48They act like two legends cannot coexist

0:49But I'd never beef with a nigga for nothing

0:51If I smoke a rapper

0:52It's gon' be legit

0:53It won't be for clout

0:54It won't be for fame

0:55It won't be 'cause my shit ain't selling the same

0:57It won't be to sell you my latest lil' sneakers

0:59It won't be 'cause some nigga slid in my lane

1:01Everything grows

1:02It's destined to change

1:03I love you lil' niggas

1:04I'm glad that you came

1:05I hope that you scrape every dollar you can

1:07I hope you know money won't erase the pain

1:09To the OG's

1:10I'm thanking you now

1:11Was watching you when you was paving the ground

1:12I copied your cadence

1:13I mirrored your style

1:14I studied the greats

1:15I'm the greatest right now

1:16Fuck if you feel me

1:17You ain't got a choice

1:18I ain't do no promo

1:19Still made all that noise

1:20This shit gon' be different

1:21I set my intentions

1:22I promise to slap all that hate out your voice

1:24Niggas been counting me out

1:26I'm counting my bullets

1:27I'm loading my clips

1:28I'm writing down names

1:29I'm making a list

1:30I'm checking it twice and I'm getting 'em hit

1:32The real ones been dying

1:33The fake ones is lit

1:34The game is off balance

1:35I'm back on my shit

1:36The Bentley is dirty

1:37My sneakers is dirty

1:38But that's how I like it

1:39You all on my dick

1:42I just poured something in my cup

1:46I've been wanting something I can feel

1:49Promise I am never lettin' up

1:53Money in your palm don't make you real

1:57Foot is on they neck

1:59I got 'em stuck

2:01I'ma give 'em something they can feel

2:05If it ain't 'bout the squad

2:07Don't give a fuck

2:09Pistol in your hand don't make you real

2:11I'm dead in the middle of two generations

2:12I'm little bro and big bro all at once

2:14Just left the lab with young 21 Savage

2:16I'm 'bout to go and meet Jigga for lunch

2:18Had a long talk with the young nigga Kodak

2:20Reminded me of young niggas from 'Ville

2:22Straight out the projects

2:23No faking, just honest

2:24I wish that he had more guidance, for real

2:26Too many niggas in cycle of jail

2:28Spending they birthdays inside of a cell

2:29We coming from a long bloodline of trauma

2:32We raised by our mamas

2:33Lord we gotta heal

2:34We hurting our sisters

2:35The babies as well

2:35We killing our brothers

2:36They poisoned the well

2:37Distorted self image

2:38We set up to fail

2:39I'ma make sure that the real gon' prevail, nigga

2:44I just poured something in my cup

2:47I've been wanting something I can feel

2:51Promise I am never lettin' up

2:54Money in your palm don't make you real

2:58Foot is on they neck

3:00I got 'em stuck

3:03I'ma give 'em something they can feel

3:07If it ain't 'bout the squad

3:09Don't give a fuck

3:10Pistol in your hand don't make you real

3:14(Money in your palm don't make you real)

3:18(Pistol in your hand don't make you real)

3:27(Money in your palm don't make you real)