In the year '2001', a genius was born
Ever since then, creating a storm, hella lit
Now I'm shooting on your block, roll the tints
Now I'm hitting back shots just to think, I got like Jack on my links
Gotta hope that they sync
Back in '99, life's been made on the brink
On the dawn of a new age
The life that we living in new ways
And now I'm up on a new wave
Setting sail, I'm gone
Nowadays, every day be a struggle
Now I'm sleeping, I'm eating, I'm weeping just get through my troubles
Now they sweetening it, preaching it, breaching it, so they don't burst the bubbles
I got fire, got the magic and the rest of y'all muggles
And when I sit up on my thrown
Every haters gonna know
That they can't touch me anymore
Can't get inside my castle walls
Wanna settle you gone fall
Can't ignore when fate has called
Luck of the draw and you still fold
Don't say you made your way in this world
F*ck this, f*ck that, get pissed, numb that
Get low, hit back, this flow, kill that
His spine, split that, watch me, spit that
Then I'll, rip that, his name, kill that
Writing in my car just to get my f*cking message out
When I'm tryna be myself, they calling me the odd one out
Lips pout, chest out, hide your self-doubt
Talk load, big mouth, do it for the clout
Yeah, but, these fake people still won't make it
Look 'em in the eye and I see 'em hesitatin'
Wanna take a break, you're a crumble in the makin'
All I'm missin' is the apples, tell me how it's tastin'
It's the J.A.Y
M.I.D.A.S
Bitch, I gotta confess
I feel f*ckin' depressed
But I'm back with a MacBook
Getting back rubs from my queen
Like I'm King Tuck
7-1-4 and it's-
YBW, who the f*ck are you?
We be makin' moves, you be sleepin' hittin' snooze
Find me on my grind, find the labels wanna sign
Because I'm on the come up
And I'm runnin' all my luck up
And all you wanna do go thrive
Is the shit I motherf*ckin' do to survive
That shit, it keeps me alive
I'm gonna do this shit until f*ckin' die
Me and Yungbloodward gonna hit the f*ckin' sky, run it back
Yo, ayy
Yo, run it back, ayy
Yo, leave em in the dirt, we run it back, ayy
You can't even stand the sight of that, ayy
So I'ma have to let you run it back, ayy
You run it back, you run it back
You don't wanna sit up on the sack
You can't even see the stage we at
So I'ma have to leave you in the past, ayy
Yo, run it-
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Jay Midas - Generation Me (feat. Yungbloodward) Lyrics
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In the year '2001', a genius was born
Ever since then, creating a storm, hella lit
Now I'm shooting on your block, roll the tints
Now I'm hitting back shots just to think, I got like Jack on my links
Gotta hope that they sync
Back in '99, life's been made on the brink
On the dawn of a new age
The life that we living in new ways
And now I'm up on a new wave
Setting sail, I'm gone
Nowadays, every day be a struggle
Now I'm sleeping, I'm eating, I'm weeping just get through my troubles
Now they sweetening it, preaching it, breaching it, so they don't burst the bubbles
I got fire, got the magic and the rest of y'all muggles
And when I sit up on my thrown
Every haters gonna know
That they can't touch me anymore
Can't get inside my castle walls
Wanna settle you gone fall
Can't ignore when fate has called
Luck of the draw and you still fold
Don't say you made your way in this world
F*ck this, f*ck that, get pissed, numb that
Get low, hit back, this flow, kill that
His spine, split that, watch me, spit that
Then I'll, rip that, his name, kill that
Writing in my car just to get my f*cking message out
When I'm tryna be myself, they calling me the odd one out
Lips pout, chest out, hide your self-doubt
Talk load, big mouth, do it for the clout
Yeah, but, these fake people still won't make it
Look 'em in the eye and I see 'em hesitatin'
Wanna take a break, you're a crumble in the makin'
All I'm missin' is the apples, tell me how it's tastin'
It's the J.A.Y
M.I.D.A.S
Bitch, I gotta confess
I feel f*ckin' depressed
But I'm back with a MacBook
Getting back rubs from my queen
Like I'm King Tuck
7-1-4 and it's-
YBW, who the f*ck are you?
We be makin' moves, you be sleepin' hittin' snooze
Find me on my grind, find the labels wanna sign
Because I'm on the come up
And I'm runnin' all my luck up
And all you wanna do go thrive
Is the shit I motherf*ckin' do to survive
That shit, it keeps me alive
I'm gonna do this shit until f*ckin' die
Me and Yungbloodward gonna hit the f*ckin' sky, run it back
Yo, ayy
Yo, run it back, ayy
Yo, leave em in the dirt, we run it back, ayy
You can't even stand the sight of that, ayy
So I'ma have to let you run it back, ayy
You run it back, you run it back
You don't wanna sit up on the sack
You can't even see the stage we at
So I'ma have to leave you in the past, ayy
Yo, run it-
Ever since then, creating a storm, hella lit
Now I'm shooting on your block, roll the tints
Now I'm hitting back shots just to think, I got like Jack on my links
Gotta hope that they sync
Back in '99, life's been made on the brink
On the dawn of a new age
The life that we living in new ways
And now I'm up on a new wave
Setting sail, I'm gone
Nowadays, every day be a struggle
Now I'm sleeping, I'm eating, I'm weeping just get through my troubles
Now they sweetening it, preaching it, breaching it, so they don't burst the bubbles
I got fire, got the magic and the rest of y'all muggles
And when I sit up on my thrown
Every haters gonna know
That they can't touch me anymore
Can't get inside my castle walls
Wanna settle you gone fall
Can't ignore when fate has called
Luck of the draw and you still fold
Don't say you made your way in this world
F*ck this, f*ck that, get pissed, numb that
Get low, hit back, this flow, kill that
His spine, split that, watch me, spit that
Then I'll, rip that, his name, kill that
Writing in my car just to get my f*cking message out
When I'm tryna be myself, they calling me the odd one out
Lips pout, chest out, hide your self-doubt
Talk load, big mouth, do it for the clout
Yeah, but, these fake people still won't make it
Look 'em in the eye and I see 'em hesitatin'
Wanna take a break, you're a crumble in the makin'
All I'm missin' is the apples, tell me how it's tastin'
It's the J.A.Y
M.I.D.A.S
Bitch, I gotta confess
I feel f*ckin' depressed
But I'm back with a MacBook
Getting back rubs from my queen
Like I'm King Tuck
7-1-4 and it's-
YBW, who the f*ck are you?
We be makin' moves, you be sleepin' hittin' snooze
Find me on my grind, find the labels wanna sign
Because I'm on the come up
And I'm runnin' all my luck up
And all you wanna do go thrive
Is the shit I motherf*ckin' do to survive
That shit, it keeps me alive
I'm gonna do this shit until f*ckin' die
Me and Yungbloodward gonna hit the f*ckin' sky, run it back
Yo, ayy
Yo, run it back, ayy
Yo, leave em in the dirt, we run it back, ayy
You can't even stand the sight of that, ayy
So I'ma have to let you run it back, ayy
You run it back, you run it back
You don't wanna sit up on the sack
You can't even see the stage we at
So I'ma have to leave you in the past, ayy
Yo, run it-
Writer: Joshua Middleton, Toby Woodward
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid