NEVER by Jid Lyrics Meaning – Unraveling the Intensity of Aspiration and Grit
Lyrics
But a nigga never gave two shits
Never been a bitch, never had a Rollie on the wrist,
Never had shit, never take, never asking give me this,
Give me that shit, give me everything nigga,
Give me everything nigga
(Again)
Never been shit, never had shit, never knew shit,
Never out never do shit, damn
But a nigga never gave two shits
Never been a bitch, never had a Bezel on the wrist,
Never had shit, never take, never asking give me this,
Give me that, give me everything nigga,
Give me everything nigga, give me everything
Never had a real dollar to my name, bruh
Shit been lame, bruh
I ain’t even in this shit for the fame, bruh, it’s the pain bruh
Most of the niggas I came up with, haven’t came up
And doing the same stuff, but I haven’t came up
This really ain’t nothing, niggas thinking they fucking with JID
Ya’ll got the game fucked up
Tremendously, can’t fuck with the mind of a mental fiend
Who dig deep in the depths when he in too deep
I crept on the steps where the demons leap
And yell well show the Lord what He means to me
Oh my God, don’t be mean to me
We arrived with a bean or three
And it’s not what it seems to be
I can die, I can fly, I can try very easily
I’m a guy need a giant, she a vibrant thing, I probably won’t buy it
Bird bitch take flight, no pilot
Serve dick, curve bitch, no bias
Back up, back up, chick bad timing
I got to get on stage, you better get on page
I have you looking out the window pane and in the rain and in the thing,
But in the way
If I say this is what it is forget the lip
Now what’s my point, now I forget (now this bitch)
Got me fucking up my script, fuck this shit, I got this shit
Getting to the point where everybody say they from the block
And shit with Glocks and shit and poppin’, pimpin’, trapping, and sipping lean
Ya’ll niggas fall for anything, you got the plug in Medellín?
Kingpin, you a pin king (Kingpin, you a pin king)
Bye, bye, niggas in sync
Try I? Nigga risky
Fire, fire from the wrist piece
Niggas shooting like the ’60s (again)
Never been shit, never had shit, never knew shit, never out never do shit, damn
But a nigga never gave two shits
Never been a bitch, never had a Rollie on the wrist,
Never had shit, never take, never asking give me this,
Give me that shit, give me everything, nigga fuck you
(Let’s go)
Alright what you call a chick that don’t suck dick? You don’t
And if you think you finna come up this, you won’t
Down comes the boogie and up jumps the funk
This beat taking a beat and got hand out the lumps
Damn baby, yo ass stand out in pumps
That’s outstanding, stand outside until your man come
Or you can leave with the kid, we can plan some
You know I came from the dirt like a sandstorm
Nigga, this a 3 point and-1, and 100, Wilt Chamberlain with the hand dumb
Shawty love JID, let me turn into a hand puppet
She moan sound like German or something
Run game, bitches think I’m Todd Gurley or something
Give me a jersey, I done balled so hard, I caught a hernia
Wheeled yo bitch out my bed in a gurney
You gotta leave lil mama, the clocks turning
I hit it first, Ray J or Ron Jeremy
They bleed like us so them niggas could never scare me
No niggas got more glow than JID
Barely scratching the fucking surface
You need work, you need purpose
Everybody good, everybody trap perfect
Everything cool, don’t nobody act nervous
Just ignore the fact that your favorite rap nigga is a sap nigga
We don’t dap niggas, get the rrrat from the ratchet
Get the pack out the package
Lil’ savage ass, ratchet ass, bastard ass, havin’ ass, rapping ass, jacking ass, wait
Finna black, green dot, send in cash, pen and pad, minivan,
Been in that, been with that bullshit nigga
I don’t wake up to the bull like I usually do
Young niggas down the block on the woopty woop
Better pray to God they don’t shoot at you
Dreams of cleanin’ this dirty money out my cuticles
Then a nigga make the crowd jump like Zoboomafoo
Shit’s beautiful (shit’s beautiful, shit’s beautiful)
Shit’s beautiful (shit’s beautiful, shit’s beautiful)
Shit’s beautiful
Upon the drop of Jid’s visceral track ‘NEVER,’ the hip-hop community received a hard-hitting addition to their playlists. The Dreamville affiliate doesn’t just deliver bars; he serves up a relentless introspection into the psyche of a dreamer who defies adversity. ‘NEVER’ is nothing short of a manifesto, a declaration from the depths of an individual striving to rise above a narrative of lack and limitation.
The thumping beat plays canvas to Jid’s bristling verses, with raw lyricism painting a dual narrative of struggle and strength. Let’s dissect the layers beneath the rapper’s dynamic wordplay and explore how Jid leverages his background to defy expectation, demanding listeners to perceive their own resilience in the face of ‘never’ having enough.
The Rallying Cry of the Underdog
Underneath the repetitive use of ‘never,’ Jid crafts a rhythmic battle cry that embodies the spirit of anyone who’s grown from concrete. The ethos ‘never been shit, never had shit’ isn’t just a rough sketch of the past; it’s a pronouncement of defiance. The underdog is hungry, ceaselessly self-made and refrained from waiting for external validation or charity.
He’s the architect of his own rise, a creator who doesn’t wallow in scarcity but rather builds upon it. The song pulsates with the heartbeats of those who have known the sting of having emptiness in pockets and dreams wide as oceans, turning the concept of ‘never’ on its head and charging it with a challenge.
Finding Wealth in Grit, Not Gold
‘Never had a Rollie on the wrist’ echoes as a motif throughout the song, serving not only as a sharp critique of materialistic success but also a testament to a deeper sense of wealth. Jid isn’t peddling the typical tropes of superficial riches; instead, his wealth is cataloged in challenges overcome and obstacles leaped.
The ethos presents a refusal of shrouding self-worth in ostentation, prescribing value to the intangible — persistence, passion, and resilience. The materials may be absent, the bank may be barren, but the spirit — the spirit holds fortunes.
Transcending Physical Struggle, Ushering Mental Triumph
Digging into the cerebral undercurrents, ‘NEVER’ offers a labyrinth of mental confrontation. Jid speaks to the innate power within to overcome one’s demons, to tread where ‘demons leap.’
The lyrics tap into this mental battlefield, a space where despite external judgments of insignificance, an individual grapples and ultimately dominates their inner doubts. He isn’t just surviving — he’s dissecting survival, amplifying the importance of mental tenacity amidst a world of distractions and diversions.
Echoing the Voices of the Unsung Streets
As Jid weaves narratives of block life, ‘the game fucked up tremendously,’ he propels a dialogue on the authenticity of experience. There’s an onslaught of pretense and mimicry in the tales many choose to tell, but ‘NEVER’ voices the unsanitized truth of those who live the very tales pop culture attempts to co-opt.
‘Ya’ll niggas fall for anything’ is a scathing commentary on how easily society lionizes facades over facts, disavowing the lived experiences of those who hustle beyond the limelight, beneath the veneer of acknowledged success.
A Cathartic Crescendo: The Beauty in Persistence
In the closing quartet, Jid broadens the lens from personal anecdotes to collective crescendo — ‘Shit’s beautiful.’ This acknowledgment isn’t an admittance to an easy or pretty journey; it’s an affirmation of beauty found in effort, endurance, and the fulfillment that comes from persisting against all predictions of failure.
While many artists highlight the spoils of success, ‘NEVER’ shines in embracing the journey — the raw, unembellished path walked by those who know struggle intimately. Jid isn’t speaking of beauty in the traditional sense, but the awe one finds in the resilience of the human spirit, when ‘never’ becomes a catalyst, not a sentence.
