Youngest Child (Middle Child Remix)

This ain't for no money This ain't for no fame These ain't no excuses to slide in your lane This ain't for no status that I'm tryna claim I just gotta ask if there's some type of way You feel about niggas thats not at your age You feel kinda funny bout shit that we say I'm tryna be sunny but you throwing shade To rappers who never gon like what you say I'm making a killing off problems I mention Respect what I'm building respect my intentions You tryna fulfill and give niggas a lesson Cause middle children never get no attention But it's okay Your little brother is right here to show you the way Yeah I'm the youngest but learn what I say Your problems won't disappear when you pray Yeah these new niggas is off Won't be ferocious I won't even come at them Want you to notice They just doing them so don't question their motives Cause everybody can't be lyrical poets Don't get it twisted I'm not in your favor This rap shit a game you just another player Stack up the VC and save it for later Turn that shit up if you sound like a hater Niggas been sleeping a little too much Set the alarm off and get them to listen It's Mali Finesse and I'm shocking the system You claiming the throne then I'm wrecking the kingdom And burning it down and I'm leaving some victims They claim they ain't hating but showing the symptoms They claim they adapting but don't want the wisdom And say they in sync but they never in rhythm Yeah Don't gotta tell you no figure of speech I been reaching to meet all the preachers for each of my sins That I see or believe in to teach all the masses that Mali Finesse got the key Don't gotta call it new heat on the streets I'm just preaching the key to the peace that we need Cause we caught up in greed and we feed into these common problems That never concerned you or me This ain't for no money This ain't for no fame These ain't no excuses to slide in your lane This ain't for no status that I'm tryna claim I'm not tryna get my shit selling the same This ain't bout no watches This ain't bout whips This ain't about getting bitches on my dick This ain't about bragging or boasting my drip I'm tryna be next I'm not tryna get skipped No I just rolled some foreign in my blunt Hope it give me something I can feel Do too much no I can't get enough Talking bout the young don't make you real I ain't one of them niggas tryna stunt You said you had something I could feel I don't feel a thing that's pretty tough Talking bout the young don't make you real I'm right at the bottom of two generations Too much experience right in my face I don't know how I would fit in this placement Too many legends who don't know my name Don't got a clue what I bring to the table don't know how I'm able to stay in this game When you refusing to rip off the label they give you I'm tearing it off with no shame I never met Naz, I never met Cube I never met Ye, I never met Snoop Never met 6ix9ine, never met Juice I never met Kendrick, I never met you I never had nobody shape me at all I'm not one to play with even if I fall I might take your trophies right off of your wall I don't want you niggas to hate me at all Nah I just rolled some foreign in my blunt Hope it give me something I can feel Do too much no I can't get enough Talking bout the young don't make you real I ain't one of them niggas tryna stunt You said you had something I can feel I don't feel a thing that's pretty tough Talking bout the young don't make you real