The Chosen One lyrics - Jack Harlow
I feel like the Chosen One, I feel like the Chosen One
When I come around, they be actin like they owe me something
I just got the motor running and we still got mo' to come
Treat me like a father, I'm a teach you how to hold a gun
From day one, I been an independent thinker
Not a money on my mind, try and get it to my fingers
And it's not about the money or at least I think it wasn't
But I'm all grown up now she diggin' my demeanor
Attracted to my confidence, swagger hella prominent
It's actually astonishing they mad at my accomplishments
And bitch I got the sauce, you can check inside my kitchen
All you ever gonna find is fucking packets full of condiments
Jack ain't got no common sense, I think something wrong with him
Y'all ain't fucking with we now, I ain't gonna call it quits
If I beat it up I guarantee she tellin' all her friends
And that shit ain't okay with me, so I will never call again
I can hear them talking shit, I feel like it's fuel for me
No I don't wanna pop a pill, that shit isn't cool to me
I don't wanna do a feature please don't ask me for the price
Guarantee it's out your budget, give it up there's more to life
I am not the one that you should be triflin' with
They see I got it now they all wanna ride with the kid
And you ain't got it, so I wish you stop trying and quit
So if you don't love it, if you're not having fun doing it
And you don't really love it, uhh, you're going to give up
And that's what happens to most people actually
If you really look at the ones that ended up you know
"Being successful" unquote in the eyes of society
And the ones that didn't
Often times it's the ones that are successful
Loved what they did so they could persevere
Yeah, errbody wants to be a rapper
All up in my messages they askin "How to be a rapper?"
I can't fucking help you if I could it wouldn't even matter
If you want to get up on my level, you 'gon need a ladder
Really though, man, I swear it's simple to me
If I want to get this music poppin', it's a pimple to me
I can feel the pressure, but I don't feel like it's gettin' to me
When it comes to people that's around me, I be pick and choosing
Yeah, yeah, working like I got no other choice
If you think it's dope, they probably got it from the boy
Heard them talking bout me but they never stepping to me
Cause they know that that's an option
That they probably should avoid
I got people round me don't know how to act
We 'gon spend a weekend in Atlanta, going down and back
Winner's derby weekend in the city
I be working like a thoroughbred, catch me in the studio
I'm going round and round the track
These rappers had me for a second then they lost me
Never leave the studio unless I'm out with Chauncey
'Member when these girls, used to never want to call me
Now I hit the stage and they sexually assault me
Shit been crazy as of late, couple things that we been working on
Gon' take me out the state, all that shit you been tweetin'
Come and say it to my face, if you ain't down here making music
You just taking up the space, so get the fuck out
Got Me Thinking lyrics - Jack Harlow
I don't think we can be friends
I don't think that I can even pretend
We used to be such a hit
Now it just feels like a swing and a miss
You used to think I'm the shit
Sometimes I wish you could meet me again
I know you always believed in the kid
And my music and that I'd succeed and go big
And subsequently I'll be bringing you with
We would get married, and we would be rich
Everything changed, I wasn't the same
Now you think that you believed in a myth
I cannot tell you the reason for this
Summer is coming I'm facing temptations
Maybe I'm selfish and I think with my dick
Remember we spent all of those nights in my basement
I know that I'm really all that you want
Wish you could say "this is all that I need"
I know you see right through all of my fronts
I don't know who I've been trying to be
I do not think that's a problem with us
I just think that is a problem with me, me, me
I don't know when she can stand anymore
I don't know when she can stand anymore
She doesn't think I'm the man anymore, no
She doesn't think I'm the man anymore, no no
No no, no no
No no
No no, no no
I'm sorry we're not what you thought we could be
But it's not what you think
This is way worse than I thought it would be
I know that I'm not what I promised to be
I promised myself I'd be honest with you and I wanted to do this shit honorably
I know that you've always been honest with me
Can't help but think that I took you for granted
Cause if there's a problem then it's gotta be me
I guess I was never prepared for the truth
Telling myself the decision was right
And to have no regrets cause I'm scared that I do
Ooh...
You got me thinking like
You got me thinking like
You got me thinking like
Ooh...
You got me thinking like
You got me thinking like
You got me thinking like
Yeah, and now we just stuck in the grayest of areas
Thinking back to when I'd say I would marry you
Thinking back to all of them days I would stare at you
Thinking back when you would be drunk at a party
And I was right there I be taking good care of you
I still remember the first time I saw you
And I do not think there was a way of preparing us
For the inevitable, that's how it seems
When you go to college and I chase a dream
Eventually you'll find a man of integrity
Someone that's better you think I could never be, uh
Prolly a guy with some muscles
The type that be smoking and drinking that liquor
Prolly a guy with a beard, prolly a fella who's penis is bigger
I gotta get myself focused again
Sometimes it feels like you're all that I know
I know you think we should only be friends
Cause it might just help us to soften the blow
But I don't think that I can even pretend
I do not think that I'll have that control
I don't know when she can stand anymore
I don't know when she can stand anymore
She doesn't think I'm the man anymore, no
She doesn't think I'm the man anymore, no no
No no, no no
No no
No no, no no
I'm sorry we're not what you thought we could be
But it's not what you think
This is way worse than I thought it would be
I know that I'm not what I promised to be
I promised myself I'd be honest with you and I wanted to do this shit honorably
I know that you've always been honest with me
Can't help but think that I took you for granted
Cause if there's a problem then it's gotta be me
I guess I was never prepared for the truth
Telling myself the decision was right
And to have no regrets cause I'm scared that I do
Ooh...
You got me thinking like
You got me thinking like
You got me thinking like
Ooh...
You got me thinking like
You got me thinking like
You got me thinking like
Ice Cream lyrics - Jack Harlow
Know she wanna fuck with a fella like me, (me)
They don't know for sure, but they can tell I might be, (hey)
The mutherfuckin' man, when I pull up on the spot
Got the kids goin' wild like I'm sellin' ice cream
Like I'm, like I'm sellin' ice cream, (cream)
I don't really know how I can tell 'em nicely
I'm the prince of my city, yeah they know about the kid
You a tourist in this bitch doin' hella sight seein'
We been on the move for a minute now, (ey)
Movin' through the city with the windows down, (ey)
Only got a couple months till we graduate so, (so)
Ain't nobody out here really tryna sit around, (ey)
I just hit her phone with that "WYD", (yeh)
She said, "Boy I'm down, if you wanna come find me", (cool)
I said, "Watchu wearing girl? There's something I'm tryna see"
Told me, "Come and get it", said she wanna surprise me
Bet, give me like an hour and a half
With the homies right now and we bout to get a snack, (yoh)
In the mean time, you can take a shower or a bath
And relax, wait for me, I'll be out there in a dash, (yoh)
Close knit, how we sharin' the wealth
I can see that they don't like how we carry ourselves
You can tell by how we act, we don't care how they felt
I can see it in your eyes that you're scared of yourself, you lil'
Know she wanna fuck with a fella like me
They don't know for sure, but they can tell I might be
The mutherfuckin' man, when I pull up on the spot
Got the kids goin' wild like I'm sellin' ice cream
Like I'm, like I'm sellin' ice cream
I don't really know how I can tell 'em nicely
I'm the prince of my city, yeah they know about the kid
You a tourist in this bitch doin' hella sight seein'
We been laid back, lookin' for some things to do
Pull up at the party, now it's lookin' like a kangaroo
Remember when I used to never get the invite
Now I'm the motherfucker that these people wanna cater to
Smooth criminal, y'all are too cynical
Hottest in my city I ain't even hit my pinnacle, (yeh)
First round draft pick, you might get your ass kicked
Post up, step back, every move is pivotal
And I got the people sayin', "Why the boy is so lyrical?", (what!)
They hatin' on me, but they still enjoy what they hearin' tho
Honestly, I think you need that shit I pour in my cereal
She ain't tryna hook up with me cause I'm boyfriend material, cool
But now she pullin' on my cardigan
Dick went soft, but I think it's gettin' hard again
The people that I started with, the ones I'm bout to party with
And we gon' stay away from anyone who wasn't a part of it
Know she wanna fuck with a fella like me
They don't know for sure, but they can tell I might be
The mutherfuckin' man, when I pull up on the spot
Got the kids goin' wild like I'm sellin' ice cream
Like I'm, like I'm sellin' ice cream
I don't really know how I can tell 'em nicely
I'm the prince of my city, yeah they know about the kid
You a tourist in this bitch doin' hella sight-seein'
I'm Good lyrics - Jack Harlow
Wondering how the fuck this shit gon' pan out
All my life I been a sniper in the city I been camped out
They been searching for a hand-out
Prolly heard I was a man now
Like a sneaky pedophile that steady lurking with his pants down
They been fucking with the kid, yeah the youngin' is legit
Ace Pro up on production he be coming with the hits
Now she come in to the crib
Got your boyfriend sensing danger
Know my pull-out game is strong
Just tell him we were playing Jenga
Working on escaping my destiny in the cubicle
Recipe for success is just blessing, beats, and a studio
People are fucking twisted, can't never seem to get through to them
Tell me you want me dead but say Rest in Peace at my funeral
Damn, I wish I could call you
These are days I'm gon be looking back on with some nostalgia
But now it seems like you want someone different to call up
And kiss and just ball up and cuddle with
I miss you it's awful
Well I'm good, yeah I'm good
As the time goes by
But I wish I could tell you that I don't mind
If it's wrong, then it's wrong
I hope I know right
I've been searching for someone that I won't find
But I'm good, yeah I'm good
As the time goes by
But I wish I could tell you that I don't mind
If it's wrong, then it's wrong
I hope I know right
I've been searching for someone that I won't find
I been searching for my mother's son
Only got one brother, so I'm talking bout the other one
Trying to keep it friendly with these people getting cumbersome
Y'all keep talking pressure like I'm really out here under some
I'm the future wave creator
Making music, making memories, 'ventually we making paper
Please don't ask your boy for shit
Just ride my dick and thank me later
I ain't got no tips to give you like I fucking hate my waiter
Let's take a trip, yeah
But I don't give a damn about the beach
I'm in Atlanta for the week and we got plans to fucking eat
I'm in the hotel with my brodies doing damage on these beats
I'm writing shit that got that bounce that make you stand up in your seat
Chicken and Waffles
These are days I'm gon be looking back on with some nostalgia
But now it seems like you want someone different to call up
And kiss and just ball up and cuddle with
I miss you it's awful
Well I'm good, yeah I'm good
As the time goes by
But I wish I could tell you that I don't mind
If it's wrong, then it's wrong
I hope I know right
I've been searching for someone that I won't find
But I'm good, yeah I'm good
As the time goes by
But I wish I could tell you that I don't mind
If it's wrong, then it's wrong
I hope I know right
I've been searching for someone that I won't find
Obsessed lyrics - Jack Harlow (feat. Otis Junior & Nemo Achida)
[Jack Harlow:]
I've been obsessed with your face
Thinking 'bout you and a dress and a date
Let me get some cash with this check at the bank
And we can make the best of the rest of the day
I like it when it's sunny outside and I pull up at your crib 'round twenty past five
And I'm staring at your walk when you coming outside
Ain't seen you in a minute, girl, it's fucking 'bout time that we get it
Tank top with the skin showin'
Light brown with the skin tone
Dime piece with the white teeth
She got her hair down like the windows
And you know that you're beautiful
The type of girl that got me really hoping I'm suitable
You been doing you and I don't really know what to do with you in the moment
So I'm driving a little slower than usual
I can tell you not a fuckin' dummy
When I'm with you I might try a little harder to be funny
For the time being I'll assume you honestly just want me
But these women gon' change when you got a bunch of money
So, I savor these moments
I'll take your ass shopping and pay for the clothing
Honestly what you do is magical to me
And really I just want a taste of the potion
[Otis Junior:]
Everything from your smile to your hair and your eyes
From your step to your dress and I'm set
Everything from your smile to your hair and your eyes
From your step to your dress and I'm set
[Nemo Achida:]
I've been obsessed with ya sex
Move so good, you should move to success
I can see you stripping naked, make the money stretch
Said she do it in the motel for the kid
Take you to a city, to a place you never been
God damn, dressing like [?]
You next to me looking like Yoko
Fuck TV, you workin' with an Apple
Let me control that fatty like Roku
We can bounce to the mall with your homegirls
Or we can bounce in the mall like pogo
Keep our vibes on the low like no-shows
In 2000 you probably wore Manolos
I can tell 'cause you living up in Soho
But you ghetto 'cause your ass like [?]
Kardashian, no promo
We never watching, we be busy with our photos
Front cam with the fam, all gang signs in it
You laugh cause' you glad 'cause the gangs all in it
Never feel safer, guns on the table
My brother gon' keep us, the Canon is aimin'
Right back to the room, nip slip, badaboom
Light that Marley, sniff that Heidy Klum
Invite only, sip that billion
[Otis Junior:]
Everything from your smile to your hair and your eyes
From your step to your dress and I'm set
Everything from your smile to your hair and your eyes
From your step to your dress and I'm set
Selfish lyrics - Jack Harlow
Lately I been wondering what the fuck you keep doing
Got me running round in circles shit is fucking confusing
I can tell that you ain't happy you don't wanna go through this
I know you think that I don't love you
I been wanting to prove it, but uh
Lately my mind been on other things
And I want you but I want a few other things
Tell the truth there some girls that I want to bang
I ain't say I'm going to, but I don't wanna change
And I know I'm not giving you the attention you deserve
And I understand if you gotta kick me to the curb
But I know you don't wanna you just wish that this would work
We been going through it, but I guess you live it and you learn
Man this shit is so berserk
Things been bad but they getting kinda worse
We can end things now, before you leave town
But, if I hear something it's gon' hit me where it hurts cause
You say, you say, you say that
We should take a break, we should take a break
And just hope it helps cause
I can't, (I can't nah), I can't, (I can't do it), I can't
I don't wanna think, I don't wanna see
You with no one else
Here I go thinking with my dick again
Here you go making me believe you wanna get with him
You ain't fucking with them fellas
But you love to make me jealous, I been seeming so indifferent
Guessing you ain't getting all the loving that you wish you did
Clearly we got issues you ain't bring to my attention
Yeah until you got fucked, but I'm the one that's fucked up
So don't think that I've been innocent
I know you saw this coming
I know being happy's really all you wanted
(And you know I, I wish I didn't, you know, fuck that shit up for you every time but uh)
I wish we could rewind things back
When you fell in love with a guy named Jack
I know lately I've been trying to have it my way but
Maybe I just really want what I can't have
You say, you say, you say that
We should take a break, we should take a break
And just hope it helps cause
I can't, (I can't nah), I can't, (I can't do it), I can't
I don't wanna think, I don't wanna see
You with no one else
Magazine lyrics - Jack Harlow
Locked in
Serve em up with that top spin
Young boy I've been taking off
And might pull up in that cockpit
And I... got hits
Don't ask for shit cause we not friends
I spits verses I been working
You mo'fuckers just clocked in
And you doing it but I been did it
My potential that's Ben Simmons
Like blue jeans at the state fair
I might cut you off straight mid-sentence
She love the way that I'm quick with it
We have sex and I'm quick with it
If I put it in with no condom on
Then I might last like 10 minutes
On a good day
But baby it's cool we can do it again
This is the moment and this is the year
I'm predicting that I'll prolly be losing some friends
Please do not tell me about all of the bullshit
That y'all have been doing and who has been with
I feel like I should have been famous a year ago
I ain't got interest into just shooting the shits (woo)
When are we doing it big?
They made it cool and you ruined it quick
I got a hit's I don't usually miss
All of the shit you'll be shooting the bricks
It's crazy to me that you think this shits working
We don't give a fuck about you and your clique
All that I need is a year
And I swear the whole country gon' wonder like
"Who is this kid?"
I remember in the morning
When I take the bus to school
I wondered to myself
If this is how it has to be
I would take my finger
Write my name up on the window
Thinking one day
That's gon be up on a magazine
[x2]
Been about a week now
Been sleep deprived
Teachers' see me I'm easing by
C's and D's I don't need to try
But that piece of mind's what I need to find
And these people 'round me don't help
I've been dreaming like I'm still twelve
I was thinking bout what I want to be
I been redefining myself
Watch me as I break the ceiling
Watch me as I make a million
I think yo girl faking feelings
She just want to date a real one
I'm the man that got the hits
I think I should get payed to kill him
Pigment look like sour cream
They treat me like I'm Jason Williams
I'm trying to get to the top of the pyramid
Obvious to me you not really serious
You can not sit with me
Do this shit differently
If you pick Sprite Ima cop the Sierra Mist
I feel like Hell isn't as hot as my lyrics is
Tell them to give me my chops as a lyricist
All of these rappers look nervous as fuck to me
Like when your girlfriend ain't gotten her period (uh)
Yeah I can tell it's a struggle for you
Seeing this happen with me and this rapping
I'm doing just what I been wanted to do
I did not bring 'em a thing in the spring
So we gon see now what the summer can do
Only way they get themselves into shape
Is I bring in the facts and they run from the truth
I remember in the morning
When I take the bus to school
I wondered to myself
If this is how it has to be
I would take my finger
Write my name up on the window
Thinking one day
That's gon be up on a magazine
[x2]
Never Woulda Known lyrics - Jack Harlow (feat. Johnny Spanish)
[Jack Harlow:]
I been gifted from the start to the finish
But as I've gotten older it's been harder to listen
Middle school is when I started resistin'
My teachers' told my parents
Yeah as smart as this kid is, his heart isn't in it
Now they got me arguin' with them
Cause Mom and Dad never thought I'd start a new mission
Had it all planned out like I be part of the system
Now I'm shaking things up like the Parkinsons syndrome
I wasn't made for that 9 to 5
I am not the same as you
I can see a difference between everything you say and do
I can tell you need somebody round
That's gonna state the truth
So basically I'm saying
You just talking while we making moves
And this is just the start of my life
I done came a long way from that Guitar Hero mic
And writing raps with Copeland
We recorded in the basement
Might've thought is was a phase
This is more than dedication
[Johnny Spanish:]
I never woulda known
I never woulda known
I be flipping switches got these bitches
That be fiendin' for a playa
Man they beggin' for the bone
And my phone is always jumpin'
Man they tryin' to get a hold of me
But ain't nobody home
Cause they picked a mothafucka man
They picked a mothafucka
Like it's eeny miny moe
God damn God damn
No I never woulda known
[Jack Harlow:]
I been peeping what these people been saying
They being outrageous
I see they need a reason to hate it
Can't even debate it
They come in and they leave in amazement
Cause bitch I'm me
And my homies put your team in the pavement
She say you different yeah I know it
It don't need no explaining
I got music inside my mind
I know they eagerly waiting for me to create it
It's guaranteed to be on they playlist
I tell my teachers' bout my dreams
And they gon' think that I'm playing, but nah
I'm really going for this shit
My parents talking College
I ain't going to that shit
I got people that's around me
And they know I'm bout to win
Don't expect me to respect you
We don't know about you kid
We don't know about you
You fiendin' for attention
And searching for a chance just a reason to get mentioned
And we got the whole neighborhood terrified
Before you ask me for a favor tell that [?] mine
[Johnny Spanish:]
I never woulda known
I never woulda known
I be flipping switches got these bitches
That be fiendin' for a playa
Man they beggin' for the bone
And my phone is always jumpin'
Man they tryin' to get a hold of me
But ain't nobody home
Cause they picked a mothafucka man
They picked a mothafucka
Like it's eeny miny moe
God damn God damn
No I never woulda known
[x2]
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Every Night lyrics - Jack Harlow
Creepin' down the avenue
Neighbors looking out the window, watchin' as I'm passin' through
Bass bumpin' while I'm ridin' with a pack of goons
Mobbin' through the city all we ever do is act a fool
I ain't going back to school, yeah I swear I really mean it
Never gave a fuck about my grades and yet I'm still a genius
If I ever said I like you that was real facetious
All these girls just say I'm handsome
Bet they wanna feel my penis
Life is such a slippery slope
If I did it once I probably did it some more
If you tell me don't do it, I'm gon' give it a go
And if it's Friday night I won't be sittin' at home
So meet me at Qudoba, I'm gon' roll up it ain't nothin' to me
Pinto beans in my burrito, roll it up and shove it in me
Then we hit the spot, I roll it up, and then you puff it quickly
Rollin' with my homies cause they keep that shit one-hunned fifty
Let's go
Man, you know we do this errynight
Imma keep on movin' till I'm paralyzed
I won't shed a tear until my parents die, swear to god
Got the whole neighborhood terrified
Ain't no turnin' the key
I got this shit locked down and it's workin' for me
Probably heard I'm a beast, that's the word on the street
Controversial with the verses, been disturbing the peace
And lately I been learnin' bout the birds and the bees
Dropped a mix tape and lost my virginity
All this shit talkin' ain't discouragin' me
Cause I know what I envision's what I'm certain to be
Yeah we be movin' so anonymously
Yup, tell 'em no limits when you ridin' with me
You kinda like me except you not as crispy
We up at Applebees probably droppin' fifty
And I been the type to leave a generous ass tip too
I ain't got no problems so please tell me what's the issue
I don't need opinions all them shits have been distorted
I ain't trippin' over nothin' worry bout it in the mornin'
Let's go
Man, you know we do this errynight
Imma keep on movin' till I'm paralyzed
I won't shed a tear until my parents die, swear to god
Got the whole neighborhood terrified
Ridin' Round Town lyrics - Jack Harlow
Young boy, big dreams, ain't nobody got those no more
All these motherfuckers wanna ride my wave
That's cool if it floats your boat
People be living vicariously through me
Say you my friend, but I swear you a groupie
I am myself, I am like no one else
So there's really no use in comparin' to me
Man, I swear it's amusing
Honestly though, you must think that I'm stupid
Spent all my life just observing these humans
And watching their movements, I'm seeing right through it
You see what I'm doing, I'm bringing the heat
And I'm bringing the passion
I think I'm the shit, I can tell that that bothers you
Honestly, all that I needs a reaction
Back to the hustle
Rise to the top from the ash and the rubble
When they send shots, I don't have to rebuttal
I'm a hurricane homie, you a splash in the puddle
So what is the motive?
I just assume that you want me to notice
I just assume that you secretly love me and honestly
Probably don't want me to know it
Looking for that thing that gon' change my life
Looking for that thing that gon' change my life
Man that shit's so real, had to say that twice
Hands on the wheel, I'm a take my time
I'm just searching for something that's new to me
Truthfully, usually, naturally I would be doin' me
Lately it seems like I'm not what I used to be
I'm just ridin' round town, ridin' round town
Yeah, I said I'm ridin' round town
Looking for that brand new
Looking for that brand new
Yeah, I said I'm looking for that brand new
Ridin' round town, ridin' round town
Yeah, I said I'm ridin' round town
Looking for that one thing
Looking for that one thing
Yeah, I said I'm looking for that one thing
Looking for that thing that gon' change my life
Looking for that thing that gon' change my life
Man that shit's so real, had to say that twice
Hands on the wheel, I'm a take my time
I'm just searching for something that's new to me
Truthfully, usually, naturally I would be doin' me
Lately it seems like I'm not what I used to be
I been searching for the truth, but I ain't find no answers
Questioning the facts, since back when I was in pampers
Looking for myself, trying to find me
Trying not to give a fuck about society's standards
Doing what I do, cause your boy got the flame
That gon' take him to the top like a Chinese lantern
Everybody really wanna have an opinion
Something that they never really had to begin with
So tuned in, but they don't do shit
If you say one thing, then they act so offended
Ya girl say she likes how I rap when I spit shit
Face got the beauty and the ass got the thickness
Spit something for her cause she look real good
And I'm trying to impress till I'm back to the business
If you in the crowd, hope you got your hands up
Look up in the mirror, I just got more handsome
When you in the whip, this an aux cord anthem
Played this for my dad and my pop's like, "Damn, son!"
If I want it, I'ma do it, to be honest with you homie
I ain't fucking with your music
You've been going through the motions
I've been running through the movements
I've got tunnel vision, honest, you don't want to get into it
They love the way I spit it, something like its mucus
Saying I'm the shit like I'm running through the sewage
I would do it all day if I could, but I can't
Cause I spend seven hours in a public institution
I'm talking all day, fella
This the type of shit that makes Kanye jealous
Its like an intervention going on the game
Cause I promise that it's nothing that y'all can't tell us
Looking for that thing that gon' change my life
Looking for that thing that gon' change my life
Man that shit's so real, had to say that twice
Hands on the wheel, I'm a take my time
I'm just searching for something that's new to me
Truthfully, usually, naturally I would be doin' me
Lately it seems like I'm not what I used to be
I'm just ridin' round town, ridin' round town
Yeah, I said I'm ridin' round town
Looking for that brand new
Looking for that brand new
Yeah, I said I'm looking for that brand new
Ridin' round town, ridin' round town
Yes I'm ridin' round town
Looking for that one thing
Looking for that one thing
Yeah, I said I'm looking for that one thing
Looking for that thing that gon' change my life
Looking for that thing that gon' change my life
Man that shit's so real, had to say that twice
Hands on the wheel, I'm a take my time
I'm just searching for something that's new to me
Truthfully, usually, naturally I would be doin' me
Lately it seems like I'm not what I used to be
5-0 lyrics - Jack Harlow
Said I'm from the 5-0
I don't fuck with 5-0
Whipping through your neighborhood
They telling me to drive slow, I don't
Man I swear I'm in my zone
Looking in the mirror, someone tell me where the time goes
Yeah I got the key in the ignition
Yeah I'm bout my business
Yeah I know you say I'm on a mission
Yeah you know I'm disrespectful
I be creeping through the kitchen
Up at 2AM, I'm tiptoeing
Reaching to the fridge to get some orange juice
Yeah I'm sipping straight out the jug
No my family wouldn't like it
But I ain't give a fuck
Say what you want
Don't nobody do like this
I go from cautious to reckless soon as the moonlight hits
Now we ridin' round, ridin' round
Taking in the sights and sounds of this side of town
Looking for experience that I can write about
And I take advantage of my time 'fore my time is out
Cause I said I'm
Said I'm from the 5-0
I don't fuck with 5-0
Whipping through your neighborhood
They telling me to drive slow, I don't
Man I swear I'm in my zone
Looking in the mirror, someone tell me where the time goes
Said I'm from the 5-0
I don't fuck with 5-0
Whipping through your neighborhood
They telling me to drive slow, I don't
Man I swear I'm in my zone
Looking in the mirror, someone tell me where the time goes
I'm so well-behaved, respectful til the sun goes down
After that there really ain't no telling what's going down
They giving us advice
But we living how we like
People saying what the fuck
But we ain't givin' under night
When my parents get to asking
Bout what we've been busy doing
It's a song about everything
I don't never mention to 'em
Shit is grown, we've been plotting in an empty lot park
Speeding down the street, I'm looking out for cop cars
Just a couple blocks away from the police station
And I ain't fucking with the pigs, like I don't eat bacon
Always had trouble respecting limits
Tonight is such a blessing, I wish it was never-
Said I'm from the 5-0
I don't fuck with 5-0
Whipping through your neighborhood
They telling me to drive slow, I don't
Man I swear I'm in my zone
Looking in the mirror, someone tell me where the time goes
Said I'm from the 5-0
I don't fuck with 5-0
Whipping through your neighborhood
They telling me to drive slow, I don't
Man I swear I'm in my zone
Looking in the mirror, someone tell me where the time goes
Power Tools lyrics - Jack Harlow
Check this out
Bitch I'm from the 502 and I rep it to the fullest
Feeling like it wouldn't hurt to step in front of bullets
I'm the man now you the type to Instagram pictures
With your hand up on the trigger but you never want to pull it
But yo, I'm not gettin' mixed up in that racket
It's intimidating, I'm just trying to pick apart the madness
I'm just wondering where you kids are getting semi-automatics
Do your parents buy them for you just to give to ya'll as presents
I'm just curious, but Ima get back to this rappin'
And talk about the fact I'm doing shit you can't imagine
Ask your Mom about me homie
She been giving me that action
Had a thing ever since she used to pick me up from practice
But I'm done with asking questions
I'm usually pretty cautious but tonight I'm acting reckless
And I know the clock is ticking on my youth and adolescence
I feel like if I just blink it could be gone in half a second
So I, take advantage of these moments 'fore I lose them
And the mood to be rebellious even I know it's stupid
I don't know what's on my mind right now
I'm hoping I don't lose it
Just came up in this bitch to go and show you how I do it
H-A-R-L-O-W
If I want it then I got it what the Hell you gonna do
She told me that I'm handsome and I'm hella fucking cute
Know these fellas can't believe it, but I'm telling y'all the truth
Take her so quick they gon' call that shit burglary
And I'm so finally handsome thought I got plastic surgery
Tell them take a pool of bleach
And have a shot glass of mercury
You wanna see me quit
You prolly gonna have to murder me but
Please don't, I like living all this
Rhyme spinning gotta fellas mind spinning
Got ya girl up in my whip she wanna take a ride in it
Couple hours go by she asking, "What time is it?"
Uh, she said I'm nerdy but attractive and I'm charming
Yeah she liked 'fore she heard I was a rapper
This my life and I'm just living 'fore we turn to the next chapter
Scheming like a stallion steady lurking in the patches
Wishing that my first name coulda been Lorenzo
Mixtape dropped but I'm still getting friendzoned
Mixtape dropped but I still haven't hit though
At this point I'm praying for some neck no lymph-nodes
Spit flow, get dough
That is the career path
Told them I'm a rapper, but they ain't tryna hear that
Clear path to the destination I've been dreaming 'bout
If you got directions for me go ahead and leave them out
I'm trying to focus on what matters to me
I understand the value of a Masters degree
But that ain't for me
Nah it just ain't cool and just like everybody else
Man I hate school, this shit is wack
Every single day is like Hell for me
Sitting there for seven hours waiting for a bell to ring
Honestly it's not like I'm not trying to learn
It's that the school system's killing my desire to learn
But I ain't one to talk about taking action
Cause if I really cared I would make it happen
The less I fuck around then the more I know
But I refuse to buckle down for a 4.0
Cause I been looking but I haven't found me any patience for
Anything that has to do with balancing equations or
Stoichiometry, Pythagoream theorem
I'm, looking at my teacher but don't actually hear them
To be honest with you
I've been feeling like a misfit
I know my life passion and I really think I'm gifted
I know my teacher thinks that I must really be dipshit
I guess I got to show em what's really realistic
Really realistic
Guess I got to show what's really realistic
Bitch I'm from the 502
Reppin' to the fullest
H-A-R-L-O-W
S.A.V. lyrics - Jack Harlow
I gotta be honest
I didn't want to do it to him like this
Ain't nobody fucking with a kid from Louisville (Louisville)
My fucking trampers in a cast, no movie deal (Movie deal)
Shit kill with the bars, man, I'm truly ill
Spray tan, fade, nails look the booty real
I can guarantee 'cause she's in the tenth grade (Very well)
But them yoga pants got her lookin' like Kim K. (Kardashian)
I'm tryna focus but I can't do it
And when I came home, I'ma masturbate to it (Yeah)
If we're being honest, can nobody stop me (Nobody)
Think it's [?] about the 'Ville since Muhammad Ali (Bang, bang)
All you really gotta do is drop a hot beat (Drop it)
Critics say that I'm the next Mahatma Gandhi (Buddhist)
You got that right, I mean I'm not that nice
But I throw the peace sign 'cause I'm ain't 'bout that life
I ain't never so cold 'cause I got that Sprite
I ain't never been to [?], but I could rock that mic
Cut my hair for my mom, so I bun 'em, steal my dead skin (Yeah, right)
And worry and then I don't go bald like my dad did
When I can't tell, the first thing I'm buyin' is
A case full of Bosley and I'ma start applying it (I ain't goin' bald)
'Cause I don't care if it's hereditary
Only thing I'm worrying 'bout is making sure my head is hairy
Jewfro, yet they call me pube-head
But I ain't worried 'bout it 'cause I know I'm too fresh
That's the truth like Paul Pierce
Spent the last three years waitin' for the all-clear
Tim Ford yelling, "Don't believe what I got in store"
Fast break, 'bout to wipe you up at down the gym floor
Grab a pitchfork, tell me where the village is
I'm about to pillage it, damn, I'm feelin' villainous
Killin' it, who would [?], diligent, plus I'm [?]
Doin' it for the thrill of it, flickerin' like a filament (Ying)
Y'all gon' have to wait 'til it hits the fan
Spend my whole spring break scrollin' down Instagram
Double-tap her pictures of these girls in her bikinis
I'm jealous, but I know the whole world is gonna see me one day (One day)
[?] self for all these shortcomings
And the fact that I get worried is who makes me more funny
'Cause I know it's bound to work out soon (Girls!)
Finally made this song you can work out to
[?] be get you goin', [?] you already know I'm rollin'
Motorboating through the competition without no opponents
Hold the phone, they say they call [?]
And no, we don't, I know we're dying
[?] drawin', I'm just waitin' on that Kodak only (Woo!)
'Cause I know it's coming for me
Drop a hunnid on me
Funny story, I don't love the money, I just want the glory (I just want the glory)
And I promise that I'm really worth it
Funny how I'm murdering these pussies, yet I'm still a virgin (Woo!)
That's the true virgin! (Woo!)
But I'm murdering and still a virgin!
I said I'm still a virgin!
Materialize lyrics - Jack Harlow
Your the type of girl I'd love to get to know
I don't hit the gym but I can hit your phone
I could touch your heart baby I can hit your soul
And if you like the way it sounds maybe you could go ahead and
Bounce that ass
Yeah I told her "bounce that ass"
Broke right now but I'm sittin' on a mound of cash
Ain't got it yet but soon I'll be countin' racks
Ima get this music movin' like an ounce of crack, no joke
They be gettin' buzzed off the e-cig
Faded from the swag and it only took 'em three hits
It ain't the sweet shit, I just let it rotate
Seen them tryna stunt but homie all that shit is opaque
Told me that I'm so gay
Oh no, no way
Oh well, go and ask your mom if I got no game
Cause truth be told, thirty five ain't truly old
All I know is every time I see 'em and that booty swole
She be like "Jack, how are things up in the studio?"
And I be like "Good, how are things up in that bootyhole?"
And she laughs like "oh my goodness you are such a silly goose"
Sorry that's your mom bro I'm just being real with you
Whole crew turnin', steering wheel turnin'
Ain't nobody worried 'bout what they gotta turn in
Designated driver and all I gots' a permit
It don't really matter though we keep that rubber burnin', uh
Yeah I told her "bounce that ass"
Broke right now but I'm sittin' on a mound of cash
Ain't got it yet but soon I'll be countin' racks
Ima get this music movin' like an ounce of crack, no joke
The black girls yellin' "Ah, he's on butt!"
Pretty sure that that's ebonics for "Ah shucks, he's gone nuts"
You washed up, everything you did was all luck
Get crossed up, I'm so sick I'm nauseous
Number one rule is I ain't the one to fool with
Like my Dad says "I'm not interested in bullshit"
These rappers sound sweet and Ima top 'em off with cool whip
Got some friends in the east end loadin' full clips
I'm not 'bout it but they are
In the end I know that they got me like State Farm
I can hit 'em with a textbook, left hook
Knock 'em out cold so he wakes up with a fresh look, let's cook
Ima Heisenberger rhymin' words
Mighta heard that I'm a quiet nerd 'til I start to write a verse
It's time to work, put together a franchise
Started from the ground up now I'm a landslide
People don't like the way I'm spendin' my damn time
Guess that they don't know that my career is a landmine
Anti lame-o's with ant-sized bankrolls
Got the same love life as Manti Te'o
Ya'll been hatin' on me since the man was like a day old
Now I'm 'bout to blow up have the fans like ayo
I used to know him when he wasn't nearly that size
Never really thought it'd all materialize
Bounce that ass, yeah I told her "bounce that ass"
Broke right now but I'm sittin' on a mound of cash
Ain't got it yet but soon I'll be countin' racks
Ima get this music movin' like an ounce of crack, no joke
It's Pointless lyrics - Jack Harlow
Pat White
I used to know that I could rap, now I know I'm a prodigy
Lately I've been feeling, emotionless honestly
So I'm thinkin' with my head, 'cause I know where I gotta be
When I put my mind to it, man, no one is stoppin' me, but
I don't wanna talk about my aspirations
'Cause sometimes, I be havin' trouble havin' patience
I'm an aggravatin', masturbatin', rap sensation with the swagger of a premature ejaculation
Uncontrollable, and I don't know when to stop
As long as the beat's playin', man, the flow doesn't stop
When I roll down the block, all the bros wanna talk
And tell me, how they're tryin' not to get exposed by the cops like
"I'm really getting sick of this place"
"I gotta blow up on that dro to help me get through the day"
"I can't trust the government because the system is fake"
"And if I have to break the law, well that's a risk Imma take"
Chillin' with the bros, I think we're 'bout to go somewhere but really I don't know
We're all about as flexible as acrobats, and I'm just waitin' on this girl to Snapchat me back
We're kinda friends, but at the same time we're not
'Cause I'm pretty sure she knows that I think she's hot
I try not to make it awkward at all, but, you know?
Just forget it, let's get on with the song
I'm a sneaky young fella, but they never notice
I be stealing Wi-Fi if that network open
I be Edgar Poe'n, with them clever poems
She said my pale skin make me look like Edward Cullen
It's like Guinness when you talkin', record broken
They try to understand, but won't ever know it
So give it up one time for my side of town
Mean-muggin' other people when I ride around
Now it's the H-A-R-L-O dubs
Flow so tight it never felt so snug
Felt my cell-phone buzz over a elbow nudge
I be dishin' out that dope but don't sell no drugs
But I'm sneakin' 'round the city while I'm lurkin' in these alleyways
Everybody act the same, wishin' they was out of place
Proud to say I'm doing me, only me for what it's worth
Sick enough to buss a verse that make your fuckin' stomach hurt
Chillin' with the bros, I think we're 'bout to go somewhere but really I don't know
We're all about as flexible as acrobats, and I'm just waitin' on this girl to Snapchat me back
We're kinda friends, but at the same time we're not
'Cause I'm pretty sure she knows that I think she's hot
I try not to make it awkward at all, but, you know?
Just forget it, let's get on with the song
I'm just tryna give 'em lyrics that they could pass on
Perfectin' every line when I'm makin' rap songs
But perfection ain't perfect if it's takin' that long
Lazy with my retainer so my braces back on
But I look good, I feel nice, the weathers' amazing
I'm becomin' a man, I'm gettin' better at shavin'
I'm feelin' handsome at the moment, borderline sort of fly
Can't wait until my facial structure gets more defined
And I shed a little baby fat, ooh I think I'm Johnny Depp
Ask 'em when I'm finna make it, man I swear I'm probably next
I promise that you not as fresh
I'm going hard, you not a wreck
Stop a check, detail-oriented 'til it's all correct
I know that I suck I know I'm appealing
Everybody sees me different, I'm a social chameleon
You might want an explanation for the things that you are seein'
Just know I'm a extraordinary human being
Chillin' with the bros, I think we're 'bout to go somewhere but really I don't know
We're all about as flexible as acrobats, and I'm just waitin' on this girl to Snapchat me back
We're kinda friends, but at the same time we're not
'Cause I'm pretty sure she knows that I think she's hot
I try not to make it awkward at all, but, you know?
Just forget it, let's get on with the song
Cruisin' lyrics - Jack Harlow (feat. Kal Weinstein)
When this beat came on the speakers, man, I knew it was the one
No agenda for tonight, man, we just doin' what we want
If I gotta pick and choose, then I would choose to have some fun
Ain't no drinkin' in the whip, but we still cruisin' like the rum
When this beat came on the speakers, man, I knew it was the one
No agenda for tonight, man, we just doin' what we want
If I gotta pick and choose, then I would choose to have some fun
Ain't no drinkin' in the whip, but we still cruisin' like the rum
Rollin' 'round town in the passenger seat (What)
My boy got the whip, as we pass through the streets (Okay)
Slumped to the seat while I bump to the beat
While my dad's on the phone tryna ask where I be (Yeah, but)
But, I ain't feel the phone vibrate in my cargoes
You know what it is, man, you know it's young Harlow (Harlow!)
See a fine chick, and I'm peepin' that shit
'Cause you know the boy gotta check her out like a barcode (She bad like)
Woah, in the zone, man, I gotta get home
Curfew twelve-thirty and it's twelve-fifteen (Fifteen)
Drive by slow, and I'm high off life
So my eyes hang low like my self-esteem (Kush)
Nah, just playin' I'm the man right now
Man, I swear to God, life ain't never felt this sweet (Never felt this sweet)
Haven't felt this free since elementary
And tonight is a night that I'm relishing
I am just trying to get through the obstacles
Hoping tonight doesn't end in the hospital
Working things out like that shit was abdominals
Then I just cruise, Mission Impossible
Like a white vacation
Man, I swear sometimes life's amazing
Sit back in the nighttime, at the right time
And you know the young boy mind is racing (Okay)
White suburbs to the all-black ghettos
Top to the bottom, first to the last levels
To the last lights in the dead night, like, woah now
Slow down, put his foot on the gas pedal (Skrrt!)
Got that hype and I got that metal
Got that bass and I got that treble
Time stays tickin' on this life I'm livin'
So goin' back home ain't on my schedule
When this beat came on the speakers, man, I knew it was the one
No agenda for tonight, man, we just doin' what we want
If I gotta pick and choose, then I would choose to have some fun (Yeah)
Ain't no drinkin' in the whip, but we still cruisin' like the rum (Ha, haha)
Oh shit, I just turned eighteen
No curfew now, gotta work that thing
And my new girlfriend got her tongue just pierced
But she goin' down on me tryna hurt that thing
I'm unprobable, smokin' through all of my obstacles
Like I'm a agent on Mission Impossible
They tryna throw alcohol on my cup
Well, bitch I got a bottle full
Young kid flye'd out, well I really didn't fly here
But I'm lookin' real fly now
Put me up in my house, got a swisher for the beat ride
Now we really finna vibe out
Enemies on time-out, lookin' for jokes to get the rhymes out
I ain't stickin 'round to find out
Plus I got the boy J-Harlow spittin' straight bars
In the dark until he ready to shine out
This my jam, we ain't never make no plans
Weekends throwin' up bands, gimme that advance
And give and Harlow a chance, bitch
You ain't never rolled no grams bitch
You ain't never seen these girls
But I'm 'bout to get between 'em like a sandwhich
And I'm tryna see this world
Got the globe in my mo'fuckin' hands bitch
Now I ain't tryna be the king of the world
But I also wasn't tryna put my thing in your girl
Heard of accidents?
Mo'fucka yeah that's what happens when you talk shit like a laxative
So gone give it a swirl when you around
The white boys holdin' it down for two towns
From Louisville to Manassas
We get it packin', we rappin and spreadin' love
When this beat came on the speakers, man, I knew it was the one
No agenda for tonight, man, we just doin' what we want
If I gotta pick and choose, then I would choose to have some fun
Ain't no drinkin' in the whip, but we still cruisin' like the rum
When this beat came on the speakers, man, I knew it was the one
No agenda for tonight, man, we just doin' what we want
If I gotta pick and choose, then I would choose to have some fun
Ain't no drinkin' in the whip, but we still cruisin' like the rum, yeah
Halfway Home lyrics - Jack Harlow
Okay these people think they know me and they might
Imma be honest but that's only for tonight
If you step up to me homie then you know we 'bout to fight
And she want a real man I could show her what that's like
Not really, I'm kind of a pussy
Every fella in the building wants a bite of the cookie
And to be honest I'm overwhelmed
You prolly don't know me well
I'm frontin' like I'm somethin' but it's honestly show and tell
I'm tryna trade my v-card in for a driver's license
They said that I should wait until I find the right chick
So I guess I'll get a girl that I could ride my bike with
And when we grow old she can ride on my nine-inch
Set of rims that I'm gonna buy for my car
Gotta get 'em chromed out 'til they shine with the stars
I tell the truth, I ain't never lied with these bars
On a lazy Sunday man I'm tryna re-charge
They don't ever know what to expect, ha
Ima have to show 'em I'm the best, ha
Never knew that I was doper than the rest, ha
Got your girl touchin' on my shoulders and my chest, ha
Halfway home and I'm feelin' like a winner
Still the young boy but I ain't no beginner
We can get it poppin' if you really want to
You deserve a round so baby come through
People think they know me and they might
Ima be honest but that's only for tonight
If you step up to me homie then you know we 'bout to fight
And she want a real man I could show you what that's like, uh
One's in my pocket and some change in the fanny pack
Flows so stupid I be parkin' in the handicap
Parking spot night or day, dark or not hard to stop
[?] I just hit the mic, lay it down and mark the spot
I [?] in the studio
Chillin' with the boys while we steady playin' You-Gi-Oh
Girls want my heart 'cause they know the kid is truly dope
Ion play with love though, I ain't Ricky Rubio
But the other side of me thinks maybe I'm just scared
I want a girlfriend that understands and likes playing with my hair
I want a girlfriend that comprehends that everything ain't always fair
And doesn't passive-aggressively have to say that she don't care
They don't ever know what to expect, ha
Ima have to show 'em I'm the best, ha
Never knew that I was doper than the rest, ha
Got your girl touchin' on my shoulders and my chest, ha
Halfway home and I'm feelin' like a winner
Still the young boy but I ain't no beginner
We can get it poppin' if you really want to
You deserve a round so baby come through
Ok these people think they know me and they might
Ima be honest but that's only for tonight
If you step up to me homie then you know we 'bout to fight
And she want a real man I could show you what that's like, uh
'Cause I'm extroverted, introverted
Drop a beat I'm finna murk it
Write the bars and spit the verses
All you rappers been deserted
Skippin' dinner, get dessert, I hit the track and get to work
Analyze the situation tryna pick out which is worse
Watchin all these women twerkin', vicious when they get it workin'
Swear to God it's picture-perfect even if it isn't worth it
And I'm writin' 'til the pen is burnin'
Still doin' me just a different version
I'm 'bout to get it go ahead and tell 'em fall back
I got the raw tracks homie you ain't all that
We can get it poppin' if you really want to
You deserve a round so baby come through
They don't ever know what to expect, ha
Ima have to show 'em I'm the best, ha
Never knew that I was doper than the rest, ha
Got your girl touchin' on my shoulders and my chest, ha
Halfway home and I'm feelin' like a winner
Still the young boy but I ain't no beginner
We can get it poppin' if you really want to
You deserve a round so baby come through
They don't ever know what to expect, ha
Ima have to show 'em I'm the best, ha
Never knew that I was doper than the rest, ha
Got your girl touchin' on my shoulders and my chest, ha
Halfway home and I'm feelin' like a winner
Still the young boy but I ain't no beginner
We can get it poppin' if you really want to
You deserve a round so baby come through
All This Love lyrics - Jack Harlow
Oh, oh baby
Everything 'bout you girl it's oh so great
Used to think this shit was corny 'til I saw your face
Then it clicked for me, now it make sense to me
Now I'm thinkin' bout you and I'm only livin' blissfully
'Cause when I look at you, girl, I don't get an erection
I think about how I wanna give you affection
I'm only 16, so it's better to do it
And take all this love and invest it in you
I got a bad chick with me who ain't interested yet
She's always in my mind I ain't gettin' no rest
And if she says she don't like me I might give it a rest
Until then, no, I'ma have to give it my best
Every single time that she sends me a text
I feel the butterflies slowly creeping into my chest
I'm fantasizing thinkin' 'bout the way she fits in a dress
And to be honest, I don't think that I can live with the stress
I know I might sound a lil' cliche
Every time I see her, I just wanna hit the freeze frame, replay
Gotta talk to you 'cause the rest don't listen
And them yoga pants give your boy X-Ray vision
You the prettiest girl I've ever seen
Put that down on on everything
Ever since I met you every night I've had the wettest dreams
And that's real
Everything 'bout you girl it's oh so great
Used to think this shit was corny 'til I saw your face
Then it clicked for me, now it make sense to me
Now I'm thinkin' bout you and I'm only livin' blissfully
'Cause when I look at you, girl, I don't get an erection
I think about how I wanna give you affection
I'm only 16, so it's better to do it
And take all this love and invest it in you
Everything 'bout you girl it's oh so great
Used to think this shit was corny 'til I saw your face
Then it clicked for me, now it make sense to me
Now I'm thinkin' bout you and I'm only livin' blissfully
'Cause when I look at you, girl, I don't get an erection
I think about how I wanna give you affection
I'm only 16, so it's better to do it
And take all this love and invest it in you (Yeah)
Girl, I'm so infatuated with you
Swear your body bangin', let me grab it while I kiss you
I know I'm not the best but I'm just glad that's not an issue
'Cause most of the time I'm stuck at home masturbatin' to you
Tonight is lookin' different though, I think I'm in the zone
With you, all the time, but I swear we never been this close
If the feeling isn't mutual then I can hit the road
But if you're vibin' with me, baby, we can get to know
Each other just a little, you've been all on my mind
Maybe we can spend a little quality time
If I gotta wait for you I can fall in line
I'm only 16, we've got all of our lives
So tell me, if I got a chance, what's the probability?
If I'm so in love with you, how could you not be feelin' me?
Everything fell into place and everything is makin' sense
I just don't know why she ain't convinced
Everything 'bout you girl it's oh so great
Used to think this shit was corny 'til I saw your face
Then it clicked for me, now it make sense to me
Now I'm thinkin' bout you and I'm only livin' blissfully
'Cause when I look at you, girl, I don't get an erection
I think about how I wanna give you affection
I'm only 16, so it's better to do it
And take all this love and invest it in you
Everything 'bout you girl it's oh so great
Used to think this shit was corny 'til I saw your face
Then it clicked for me, now it make sense to me
Now I'm thinkin' bout you and I'm only livin' blissfully
'Cause when I look at you, girl, I don't get an erection
I think about how I wanna give you affection
I'm only 16, so it's better to do it
And take all this love and invest it in you
Winter Jacket lyrics - Jack Harlow
Pat White
Ran into a east side thug, but I'm peace sign throwin'
Said "wassup?" and asked him how the street life's goin'
Told me he'd been chillin', "tryna keep my eyes open
'Cause anything can happen when them street light's glowin'"
The sun goes down, but the block keeps lit
Steppin' over cracks where the concrete splits
Wind blowin' got me on my long sleeves, y'all see
I've been feelin' good like all weekend (Pat White)
And the streets lookin' desolate, late night pedestrian
Silhouettes extra thin, paranoia settin' in
Worst-case scenario is runnin' through my head again
Thoughts that I been thinkin' I've been tryin' not to let 'em in, uh
Errybody needs friends, because every week we tryna have an awesome weekend
Pitch-black, ain't no tellin' where the darkest street ends
By the way, has anybody seen Brent?
Slippin' on my winter jacket
Watch me as I slip into the winner's bracket
Chillin' for a minute 'til we get it crackin'
Girl, I'm so invested in this interaction
Da-da-da-da
I know it's cold out, I know it's dark out
Da-da-da-da
I know it's cold out, I know it's dark out (Cold out, Pat White)
Sweatshirt tight, we about to start the winter
Hand my garbage to my friends, 'cause I don't have the heart to litter, uh
Too young to interact with bartenders
But these bars that I tend to are harsher than sharp splinters
Money equals food, so I ask you if you've got the dough
Calories, I pack 'em in, metabolism got me though
Borrow just a couple bucks, but every week it doubles up
Enough's enough, I ain't comin' back until my funds is up (Pat White)
Bumpin' with the tempo, bustin' that extendo
Chillin' with my friends, doin' something to someone else's expense
We were outside McDonald's last week, and my friend put his nutsack on the window
Right in front the cashier, that's as funny as it gets, yo
Took off and booked it like we runnin' for the end zone
They puffin' on the window, but you should know I been though
Yeah you should know I own it boy, you somethin' like a rental
Slippin' on my winter jacket
Watch me as I slip into the winner's bracket
Chillin' for a minute 'til we get it crackin'
Girl, I'm so invested in this interaction (Pat White)
Da-da-da-da
I know it's cold out, I know it's dark out
Da-da-da-da
I know it's cold out, I know it's dark out (Pat White)
Da-da-da-da
I know it's cold out, I know it's dark out
Da-da-da-da
I know it's cold out, I know it's dark out
Birthday Money lyrics - Jack Harlow
Yo, yo
Okay, okay, okay
Man, I got songs to write, homework due
10 P.M. and I'm overdue
Sunday night, hit the sack
Wake up next day go to school
Life sucks, but not really though
Currently, man, I'm [?] flow
Heard of me, man, I'm ill and dope
Murder beats then I kill the flow
And I'm doin' me, son, you ain't comin' close
Take you outta your comfort zone
Bust a flow and I run the show
'Bout to cut you short like summer clothes
I go in on my B-Day
Go out for that cheesecake
Stay up late with a plate of cake
And a young boy still tryna make that bank
They say it's toward my college fund
I just hope that college fun
All they throw is hunnids 'cause they glad that I'm their daughter's son
Ridin' round now I'm well behaved
Working hard 'til my wealth is safe
Mess with me and you melt away, man, name a rapper do well as me
I'm straight to the point Tim Hardaway
Got 'em jelly, like marmalade
I'ma go hard 'til the bar is raised
She got me sprung like March to May
It's Harlow, man, I'm too raw
Spit foul, no loose ball
Got 'em sayin', "Dang", 'cause I'm ballin' like [?]
Ceiling on that roof attached, I'm movin' back, you dudes is wack
Same Routine lyrics - Jack Harlow
Uh
Yo
I woke up this morning feeling relatively tired
And my head falling flatter than some hella empty tires
But she tellin' me I'm flyer, I'm the element of fire
And it's helpin' me to feel myself, as self esteem gets higher, uh
Poundin' the drum, Algebra 1
Never in my life heard the sound of a gun
But I'm out on a hunt, still out on a run
Pound of the sun weighin' down on my lungs
86 in June, and I hate that I'm in school
One more day until I boost, got some things I gotta do, uh
Good luck tryna find a boy hot as this
'Cause I'm tryna be the key, Stoyanovich
Go and drop a hit so they jockin' it
Then try to tell me you not convinced
In my room for hours straight
Got me feelin' out of date
Class room feel like outer space
Every day's about the same
Got the same routine every day this week
Good chance it'll be the same next week
All I'm really tryna do is stay asleep
Livin' this life but it ain't for me
Everything the same now, every single day now
All I'm really tryna do is figure everything out
Stand up, lay down, same bed, same house
Chained up life style, know I'm 'bout to break out
Right now I'm waking up at 6 in the morn'
Mom gets pissed and she kicks in the door
Home from school watching clips of the porn
Doin' homework, I don't get what it's for
Everything the same now, every single day now
All I'm really tryna do is figure everything out
Stand up, lay down, same bed, same house
Chained up life style, know I'm 'bout to break out
Let's take a look at what's on the agenda for today
I procrastinate on some homework instead of gettin' it out the way
Uh, boy got heat for the masses
'Cause my voice sound be so attractive
Y'all enjoy T.V. while I practice
Y'all can't join my league with this rappin', uh
Piss so clear I can see my reflection
Pray to god she don't see my erection
Lately spent my free time flexin'
On the mic 'til they see my direction
Know what's up when I'm rollin' up and you livin' life to its emptiest
Envious 'cause my pen be sick
Chicken scratch is my penmanship
Eat a plate of them Zebra® Cakes
Ain't seein' straight but I'm feelin' great
I can see the day that my dreams is made
I got a method, man, I'm 'bout to bring the pain
Yes indeed but it's my destiny
But these teachers arestill testin' me
Can't work in no cubicle so this flow I spit's a necessity
Got the same routine every day this week
Good chance it'll be the same next week
All I'm really tryna do is stay asleep
Livin' this life but it ain't for me
Everything the same now, every single day now
All I'm really tryna do is figure everything out
Stand up, lay down, same bed, same house
Chained up life style, know I'm 'bout to break out
Right now I'm waking up at 6 in the morn'
Mom gets pissed and she kicks in the door
Home from school watching clips of the porn
Doin' homework, I don't get what it's for
Everything the same now, every single day now
All I'm really tryna do is figure everything out
Stand up, lay down, same bed, same house
Chained up life style, know I'm 'bout to break out
Family Vacation lyrics - Jack Harlow
Yeah (Yeah)
Ever since sixth grade, all the other kids say
That I'm such a bitch-made, wannabe, renaissance man (Uh)
But my shit bangs, all I do is spit flames on 'em
Like get it, hot damn, yo, that kid is not playin' (Not playin')
I dream about a place where the lights dim down (Dim down)
And when they all treat me like a white Chris Brown (Chris Brown)
They wasn't big on me, but I might fit now (Fit now)
I grew up just a little and they like my style (Yeah they do)
But I think that that's a ways away
It's gonna be a little while 'fore I make it rain
I came to play, but I'm still all business
And I ain't tryna slow down and wait until y'all get it (Y'all get it)
I'm on my grizz like Tony Allen
And I'm the shizz from Sactown to Coney Island
Make 'em open eyelids, 'cause they know I'm wildin'
And even when it gets tense, I ain't showin' violence
Tell me why this life's so swell
And this beat's got the vibe of a nice hotel (Nice hotel)
I'm in a lobby sippin' hot chocolate
People watchin' while I'm sittin' there just not talkin'
It's November in Michigan and this family vacation feels more like imprisonment
But I know it's all gonna be nostalgia soon
And when I look back, I can say I called it, too
We're usually at the Marriott, but this is just a little better (Yeah, nice)
Makes me want to find a fireplace and a Christmas sweater (Christmas sweater)
So cozy that I'm yellin', "F a water park!" (F it!)
I'm not the type to play, unless I got the part
LOL, that's a joke I came up with
Shouts out to the bros I came up with (My bros!)
Imaginary friends like bros I came up with
If you ever meet me, man, you know I can't function (Can't function)
And I ain't blowin' that substance (No!)
Sweet not sour, though you know it stays puffin'
Memories with all the homies that I've ate lunch with
Chicken nuggets on my tray, I know I've ate hundreds (Hundreds)
I wanna live the eight hundred
Infatuated with the woman I can make love with
If you ain't with it, please don't say nothin' (Yes)
You can dislike it, but you know you can't touch this
Tell me why this life's so swell
And this beat's got the vibe of a nice hotel
I'm in a lobby sippin' hot chocolate
People watchin' while I'm sittin' there just not talkin'
It's November in Michigan and this family vacation feels more like imprisonment
But I know it's all gonna be nostalgia soon
And when I look back, I can say I called it, too
Really wishin' that this town was larger (Yeah)
I'm feelin' 'bout as independent as the Founding Fathers (Ben Franklin)
But my father tryna find his son
'Cause my phones dead and I still haven't found my charger (Sorry, man)
Couple dollars, and plenty of change
I'ma walk down the hall to the vending machine
And eat enough fat food to put me into my grave (Damn)
My cash runnin' low, like the end of my name (My name)
But I ain't even stoppin' there
In the mood for some Rally's, so I ask the concierge ("Hey, yo, uh... ")
If he knows where one's at or if they've even got it here
He said, "There's a couple in town, but really, not one near
But there's a Long John Silver's down the block
About five minutes away, if you wanna make the walk"
Oh really? Thanks a lot, asshole (I'm not eatin' Long John Silver's)
Tell me why this life's so swell
And this beat's got the vibe of a nice hotel
I'm in a lobby sippin' hot chocolate
People watchin' while I'm sittin' there just not talkin'
It's November in Michigan and this family vacation feels more like imprisonment
But I know it's all gonna be nostalgia soon
And when I look back, I can say I called it, too
Tell me why this life's so swell
And this beat's got the vibe of a nice hotel
I'm in a lobby sippin' hot chocolate
People watchin' while I'm sittin' there just not talkin'
It's November in Michigan and this family vacation feels more like imprisonment
But I know it's all gonna be nostalgia soon
And when I look back, I can say I called it, too
Automatic lyrics - Jack Harlow
Automatic, it's a habit, you should know it's automatic
I been gettin' to it, I ain't notice y'all was hatin'
Brand new chick, she don't know the occupation
I just wanna know that I can hold a conversation
Ooh, I don't know what y'all debatin'
I been waitin' for you, now I'm runnin' out of patience
Runnin' up a check, tryna run the operation
Went broke in the check and pulled a hundred out of savings
And I can tell now that you ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
I'ma need somethin' I can calm down from
I'm gon' pull up with the broad, down one
Six months in, I ain't dick her down once
Bitch tryna tell me what you know about me
You don't know nothin', keep it real with me
She said she ain't tryna deal with me
Okay, cool, you could sell that seat
I'm just hopin' she don't feel
'Cause when she do, I don't know what I'ma do
All that shit that y'all was talkin', it was comical
Pull up in your city, for the you know what you tryna do
Uh, 'cause I'm open to it
I know that you miss him but you gon' get through it
I can help with it if you need that, uh
Go and bring that beat back, brr
I don't really listen to the feedback now
Told me that she good, she don't need Jack now
I'm real proud of the steps you took
Just to get to the place that you at today
I couldn't tell it to you straight, I gotta estimate
I wonder if I oughta go out here with the best to say
Now go 'head, get me outta here, I couldn't last a day
I got the city talkin' 'bout me like I passed away
Automatic, it's a habit, you should know it's automatic
I been gettin' to it, I ain't notice y'all was hatin'
Brand new chick, she don't know the occupation
I just wanna know that I can hold a conversation
Ooh, I don't know what y'all debatin'
I been waitin' for you, now I'm runnin' out of patience
Runnin' up a check, tryna run the operation
Went broke in the check and pulled a hundred out of savings
And I can tell now that you ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
I'ma need somethin' I can calm down from
I'm gon' pull up with the broad, down one
Six months in, I ain't dick her down once
Bitch tryna tell me what you know about me
You don't know nothin', keep it real with me
She said she ain't tryna deal with me
Okay, cool, you could sell that seat
Ooh, and she felt intrigued (Ooh)
Motherfucka trippin' off the ectasy (Ooh)
Mothafucka tryna dip the LMPD (Ooh)
Go and get your self-esteem (Ooh)
And she tryna link up, uh
Fuck so much, we got synced up now (Uh)
Pulled up in the dinged-up whip
This ain't Pepto-Bis', what this pink stuff is, long tell me
Yeah, you heard me, you ain't feel me
I've been movin', I've been shakin', go and hit me on the celly
Tryna sell me on somethin', well, I hope that shit compellin'
Ever since I've been gone like Kelly, they been tryna tell me
About this and that, I ain't chattin' with you, we ain't goin' tit for tat
Tryna tell me how to get in the barrel
Go and get in the barrel, I'm 'bout to get in that ho, I'm out
Automatic, it's a habit, you should know it's automatic (Ooh)
I been gettin' to it, I ain't notice y'all was hatin' (Ooh)
Brand new chick, she don't know the occupation
I just wanna know that I can hold a conversation
Ooh, I don't know what y'all debatin' (Ooh)
I been waitin' for you, now I'm runnin' out of patience (Ooh)
Runnin' up a check, tryna run the operation
Went broke in the check and pulled a hundred out of savings
And I can tell now that you ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
I'ma need somethin' I can calm down from
I'm gon' pull up with the broad, down one
Six months in, I ain't dick her down once
Bitch tryna tell me what you know about me
You don't know nothin', keep it real with me
She said she ain't tryna deal with me
Okay, cool, you could sell that seat
Banana Tree lyrics - Jack Harlow (feat. Taylor)
(Eh, yeah, eh, uh)
I'm on hiatus and they mad huh
'Nother city with the bag huh
I ain't had to use the mass huh
Make the whip fourty dash home
I'm like Houston with the blast off
Plus my muse with the bad walk
Good news when the cash talk
Making moves like a [?]
Mel rose shot two nig-two revolve
And my bag all uniform
Let the foreign in [?]
Face off dark knight still renaissance
Late night dreaming movie scores
In my mind like the world yours
Plus my mind like world tour
Plug talk like bonjour
Shortie off the weight she on all fours
It was just a Monday she was all for it
(Aye, aye)
And she said she knew I was pisces
Girl I swear you hit me like a like a light beam (damn)
Told my momma I quit swerving at high speeds (bam)
Mobbing in a tree, been looking bright green
Ah shit she said things dont change
We call bullshit but I can't complain
Because I'm a culprit, they dont play those games
Let's take a road trip, imma change my ways
Bitch I call the shots I think I might bring
Fantasize about to call them pipe dreams
My brothers, they make music and some tight beats
I think only one of us can sight read
Never been a clone of fucking hype beasts
All that shit yall love just dont entice me
I need a woman that can show me what this life means
That's at the park on sunday morning doing tai-chi
Imma fuck my ex while she on winter break
Yeah imma take this new girl on a dinner date
Yeah imma take the interstate and kick it with this chick that's from a different state
I bet she thinks I'm expecting sex now
Little does she know if I was expecting sex I would have made that clear before I left town
Hold up beck them with the vibes
Should be complimentary, got that hotel breakfast everytime
And she said she knew I was pisces
Girl I swear you hit me like a like a light beam (damn)
Told my momma I quit swerving at high speeds (bam)
Mobbing in a tree, been looking bright green
Ah shit she said things dont change
We call the bullshit but I can't complain
Because I'm a culprit, they dont play those games
Let's take a road trip, imma change my ways
Cheap Cheap lyrics - Felly & Jack Harlow
[Felly:]
You cheap cheap so you freak freak when you throw up I just throw up (sheesh)
My bitch too pretty askin' when I'll grow up I don't show up
The dick make her backbend I swear back then they ignored us
I swear next time we meet I'm gon' act like I don't know ya
Last year was broken now this year they tell me
That there ain't shit they can tell me
Y'all hear the click of the tele
I put this dick in her (uhhhhh)
This year I'm bout to make muh fuckin' millions
Watch them all get in their feelings (woah)
Once you be up you be chilling (okay)
Oh what a wonderful feeling
Uh, (BRRT) smashin your bitch at the clurb
I peel off at the curb, yerd me (Young Fel)
Pearls on my neck you would think I'm on Bourbon
Stick to the street, but my money suburban (Big Body)
Swerve, pardon me when I'm swerving, yeah
Uh, real deal. You don't fuck with me, meet me in person
Give you the look like there's two things I want
Wish for a bag and a two headed blonde
Keeping three bitches for company (THREE)
She start to think she in love with me (DAMN)
This year I'm bout to be muh fuckin' up
This year I'm bout to make way with the art
Bitch do not stop
This is not pop, this is rock (ay)
This for my opps
Last year was broken now this year they tell me
That there ain't shit they can tell me
Y'all hear the click of the tele
I put this dick in uhhhhh
This year I'm bout to make muh fuckin' millions
Watch them all get in their feelings (woah)
Once you be up you be chilling (yeah)
Oh what a wonderful feeling
[Jack Harlow:]
Oh what a feeling
Straight to the top I don't know where the ceiling, is
I don't think you know who you dealing, with
Might just have to go to the dealer, ship
And cop something
Shout out to my pops, whole lotta sauce that I got from him
Reminiscing on times we was all youngings
In the function late night til the cops coming
Back then, they was acting, like we wouldn't be shit, but now it's packed in
Quit talking, like you know me
Because you don't know a thing about Jack man
In class, I was zoned out, I didn't learn how to multiply fractions
I was leaving my backpack at the crib, can't trip now cause the whole bag's in
No acting, this is real life
Tell me what it is what it feels like
Tell me is it wet is it real tight
Can I slide in with my lil guy?
I know it's been a minute but I'm still fly
At Derby with a bow tie on like Bill Nye
I'm with your girl she a real vibe
We just had a picnic on the hillside
[Felly:]
Last year was broken now this year they tell me (HUH)
That there ain't shit they can tell me
Y'all hear the click of the tele
I put this dick in (WOAH, WOAH, WOAH)
This year I'm bout to make muh fuckin' millions (ya heard)
Watch them all get in their feelings (ya heard)
Once you be up you be chilling (okay)
Oh what a wonderful feeling
Yeah, bitch
Bitch it's Young Fel, we in this
Drive Safe lyrics - Jack Harlow
Turn my headphones up
Tsch
Remember one thing, you not my girl
I rock with you, but you don't rock my world
I love hangin' with you, but I'm not hung up on you
I got another hour in me after I fuck on you
And then it's a forehead kiss on the doorstep
The way she tryna stay is like she studied in Morehead
But, nah, she went to Western
The body of Corvette, bellbottom jeans and a lil' bitty corset
Neelam ain't a far of her
She tried to give me caution signs like the floor's wet
But the problem is something else is too
Steady pussy ain't ever felt this new
Sex with a condom never felt so raw
If I took it off, she could quit Zoloft
I go hard for her 'til I go soft
Then she put them nails on me and I dose off
That's pretty much how it goes
Remember one thing, you not my girl
I rock with you, but you don't rock my world
I love hangin' with you, but I'm not hung up on you
I got another hour in me after I fuck on you
And then it's me watchin' you put your shoes back on, long embrace
Tellin' you to drive safe while you on the way back home
Kiss you on the neck and work my hand down your backbone
You say, "That's not fair, why you doin' that?"
I apologize, take my hands away, you pullin' back
You say, "What this is? I don't get it, what we doin'?"
But, I told you what it was and you told me you were cool with that
No matter how straightforward I am with these girls, I still pay forward
That's why I gotta make sure it's crystal clear, so, listen here, oh
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