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Churchill Downs (feat. Drake)
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Churchill Downs (feat. Drake)

Jack Harlow, Drake

Lyrics

Sometimes when I sit back and really let it register

I did everything I said I would, and said it first

I mean the world's in denial, but they all know what I'm headed for (ha)

We 'bout to feed these youngin's to the metaverse

Meanwhile I'm over here just tryna pen a verse

'Cause I'm done bein' extra with the extroverts

The label used to wonder how I'm supposed to stand next to Vert

Prolly never thought that I would get these legs to work

I work hard, but hard shit don't need no extra work

That's why I show up in a sweatshirt and let it burn

The world's mine, I just say, "Fuck it, let it turn"

The girl's mine, I just say, "Fuck it, have a turn"

The G.O.A.Ts call me to the side like, "Can we have a word?"

I could've fronted but I did this shit how I preferred (I preferred)

Mmm

I know I should be humble, but it's somethin' I just haven't learned

Soon enough I'll have to make these bad habits burn

Soon enough we 'bout to come and get the shit we earn

You not a fan now

But I remember when you used to be fanned out

I guess that when the whole world loves you

People only got one way to stand out

All that time in the kitchen finally panned out

I put some flavor in a pot and took the bland out

I know my grandpa would have a heart attack if I pulled a hunnid grand out

So I'm not gonna pull a hunnid grand out

I'm hip hop, do you fully understand?

Fully automatic with the jams and they don't jam

At the shows I'm 'bout to start handin' out programs

'Cause y'all need to get with the program

I'm a grown ass man, call me pops

Fuck around and take your phone ass man

Everybody know Jack, but they don't know Jack, man

They just know I got the flows and the hoes and the packed out shows

Ain't too many cons when you playin' with the pros

'Cept for how your life get exposed

But I make that sacrifice for the life that I chose

I know in Toronto they got salt for the roads

But school's closed in Kentucky, so I like when it snowed

The kids carry chopsticks not for rice in the bowl

School counselors all know how they life is at home

Cold like the Minnesota Vikings at home

Before I met Drizzy I knew he and I would get along

But it's hard to crack jokes when you really want advice

I mean what's it like to touch gold every time you touch a mic

Touchin' heights, no one gets a touch in life?

Fuckin' right, young bachelor, what's a wife?

Once in a lifetime, 'til I say I want it twice

One of a kind, know your everythin' is one of mine

Wanted posters with my face, they know who I'm wanted by

Yeah

Yeah

Cold hearts and heated floors

No parental guidance I just see divorce

Therapy sessions, I'm in the waiting room, readin' Forbes

Abandonment issues I'm gettin' treated for

How much water can I fit under the bridge before it overflows?

My son's gotta learn that forgiveness is a lonely road

The cribs on his will like motor homes

Niggas love to try and test us like they know what we on

Chubb's got the magazine covered like Rolling Stone

'Cause we already know how they rock, they throwin' stones

Whenever you gettin' bigger, there's growin' pains

I got enough pull to make the city start throwin' games

I'm out here makin' a mockery

I got my realtor out here playin' Monopoly

How can I address you when you don't own property?

They only finesse you when you don't move properly

Destined for the win, but you don't get a prize out of me

I'm destined for the top, but you can't get a rise out of me

Seven-fifty for the round, canaries, and they glitterin'

Man, you niggas drop trash, you littering

I'm overdelivering to the point, it's belittling

I mean, the PTSD is triggerin', the profit is sickenin'

The stones is shimmerin', came from the north

But I got hot as fuck, so ain't no shiverin', yeah

Lucky me, people that don't fuck with me

Are linkin' up with people that don't fuck with me to fuck with me

This shit is gettin' ugly

And every situation is transactional

And every thing they sayin' is irrational

And every way they movin' is promotional

Everybody's actin' irreplaceable, it's like they ain't disposable

My urges for revenge are uncontrollable

I know we're gettin' older though

Yeah

But I gotta get a nigga back for that, It's non-negotiable

It's not even debatable

I'm gettin' so rich, my music's not even relatable

I blow a head up, it's an inflatable

Baby blue G class, I feel like a kid again

Prayin' on my downfall don't make you religious, man

All I hear is plug talk comin' from middlemen

All I hear is tall tales comin' from little men

When I say "Bitch", I'm very rarely referring to women

Most of the bitches I know are niggas, they not even women

I know that sounds like I'm being funny, I'm not even kidding

Same ones that say they run the game when they not even in it

To be honest, y'all financial situations my biggest motivation

And how you should take that statement is based on what you makin'

Whips and chains like a dominatrix

If I see ya, I'll spit in ya faces

Daytonas with the green faces

Kentucky Derby races, my presence in the spot is so abrasive

Boxed at the Churchill Downs, that's motivation

Yeah

And shorty like, "You know that boy Jack is goin' places"

I know

Yeah

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