General Lyrics

[Chorus]
Alright, I feel amazin', I can feel the haters, do some
I ain't finna fade ya, I ain't got a taser, shoot some

Niggas talkin' crazy, wipe the little baby, too funny
Pull up on ya, had a crew comin', take a deuce on ya, hold up, nigga

[Interlude]
I'm talkin' about for real
I mean man, I did it man, talkin' 'bout for real, man
Your ass goin' to do it man, free us and shit man
We was in deep, we done got-, we done got
(Look, look) evictions, man (Look)
We had went through everything

[Verse 2]
Lookin' for it in the night time, (Night time) I been lookin' for it all day (All day)
I'ma get it at the right time, (Right time) watch 'em fuck with me the long way (Long way)

Watch a nigga at the bike whip, (Whip, whip) hit the buyer with the stone face (Stone face)
Greenbriar with the whole case, (With the whole case) bust it down and flood the whole state (Whole state)
Bitches know when that work good, (Work good) Anna Mae eat the whole cake (Yeah, yeah)
We ain't even gotta role play, (We ain't even gotta role play) had to get it out the bowl way (Had to get it out the bowl way)
Kill shit, OJ, no way, (Yeah) Jose, slo-mo, (Yeah) okay (Alright)
I don't do this shit at your pace, (I don't do this shit at your pace) I ain't here to do it your way (I ain't here to do your way)
And I'm comin' through the ceilin'
Through the floor, back and front door way
You do not want war, I swear, I (Swore) swore on your grave (Been)
I been on my shit since like 6th, 5th, and 4th grade—wait
Even before grades, (Yeah, yeah)
goin' to my brother court dates (Yeah)
And I asked my mom and dad what he did but they'd never tell me (Yeah, never tell me)
Then I figured he killed a nigga or got caught for some dope he sellin' (Dope he sellin')
Kinda close but no cigarillo, (Cigarillo) he was armored up, that's a armadillo (Armadillo)

My pops did time in the military (In the military) and he taught us how to disarm a nigga (Yeah)
See the boys, you better warn a nigga but J.I.D prolly got warrants, nigga
Like North Carolina or South Carolina, got the hideout in like Florence, nigga (Like Florence)
(Yeah) Swear your raps so borin', nigga
Then you say you trap—you be lyin', nigga (Lyin', nigga)

I don't fuck with none of y'all happy trappers (Yeah)
Better grab and strap, (Yeah) people dyin', nigga, Lord (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Sorry we makin' all the noise, (Sorry we makin' all the noises) but you ain't have to call the boys (You ain't have to call the boys)
Some shit you just can't avoid, dumb shit, (Yeah) coolin' with the squad
[Outro]
I was talkin' 'bout man, you know how we-we livin' it now man, I'm talkin' 'bout everybody, ya dig what I'm sayin'?
Ayy man, big shit goin' on over here, y'know what I'm sayin'?
Everybody makin' they plays, but everybody had to work for sum', ain't shit came without nothin', nigga
You kids don't know what we talkin' about, where we come from, they gon' know about--and I'm talkin' 'bout all the way from Deshon Road, y'know what I'm sayin'?
My dad, y'know, growing up in the projects, y'know what I'm sayin', putting the real shit in us, not keepin' around no fucks and keepin' all that bullshit away from a nigga, so we can grow up to be real ones
I clocked they don't make that shit no more

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Genius Annotation

In “General,” J.I.D officially introduces himself to the public as Atlanta’s latest up and coming rapper. Here he tells his story of playing college football until he got kicked out of college.

He also reflects on his past decisions during this incident and how they affected his future. Lyrics like

Glad we did that, now I’m flying to Los Angeles with a 8th in my pre-rolls,

express his newfound gratitude for getting kicked out, as if he hadn’t been he wouldn’t have turned to rapping.

This song serves as J.I.D’s opportunity to push his talent forward to the public by sharing his story, and how he can compete with other rappers by utilizing his impressive flows and clever rhyme schemes.

He also states his opinion on trap rappers, as Atlanta is known for artists such as Gucci Mane and Future.

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Genius Answer
What did JID say about "General"?
Genius Answer

From J.I.D’s interview with Rolling Stone:

[Rolling Stone:] In “General” you rap, “I don’t fuck with happy trappers.” How did you get to that point?

[J.I.D:] I don’t even know what made me think of that in particular. But the statement is definitely true. When I grew up, drug dealers and people who was doing illegal stuff to get money, I never saw it as like a glorified thing. I didn’t see it like you sit and be stagnant – be happy with where you at in life. It was always means to a better way, to feed your family. I just never fucked with the over-glorification, but with more of the struggle. I feel our generation, we’re cool with the fiends or whatever. I’m getting too deep. There’s shit I hate. But at the same time, I’m trying to understand. Like, “Damn, why do people like it? Why are they attracted to this?” I do my research, get information on why something works, as opposed to just saying, “I hate this shit. I’ll never listen to it.”

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