Churchill Downs Lyrics – Jack Harlow | Drake

Churchill Downs Lyrics from Come Home the Kids Miss You: is latest English song sung by Jack Harlow & Drake with music is given by Jack Harlow while Churchill Downs song lyrics also written by Jack Harlow & Drake. Get Churchill Downs Song Information

Churchill Downs 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, Ahh .
We ‘bout to feed these youngins 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.t.s call me to the side like can we have a word, I could’ve fronted but i did this shit how i preferred mmm.
I know i should be humble but it’s somethin’ i just haven’t learned, Soon enough i have to make these bad habits burn, Soon enough we about to come and get the shit we earn, You not a fan now but i remember when you used to be fanned out.
I’m guessin’ 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 soft for the rose, 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 really 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 everything 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 wheel like motor homes.
Niggas love to try and test us like they know what we on, Chubb’s got the magazine cover 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 triggering the profit is sickening, The stones is shimmering came from the north, But i got hot as f*ck so ain’t no shivering yeah.
Lucky me people that don’t f*ck with me, Are linkin’ up with people that don’t fuck with me, To fuck with me this shit is getting ugly.
And every situation is transactional, And every thing they sayin’ is irrational, And every way they movin’ is promotional, Everybody’s actin’ irreplacable, 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 ahead 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 middleman, 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 wap pssh, If i see ya’ i spit in ya’ faces ha-tu daytonas with the green faces, Kentucky derby races my presence in the spot is so abrasive, Boxxed up the churchill downs that’s motivation yeah, And shorty like you know that boy jack is goin’ places.
I know yeah.
Written by: Jack Harlow,Drake
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Churchill Downs Lyrics - Jack Harlow | Drake

Churchill Downs Song Info:

Song: Churchill Downs
Album: Come Home the Kids Miss You
Singer(s): Jack Harlow, Drake
Musician(s): Jack Harlow
Lyricist(s): Jack Harlow, Drake
Label(©): Jack Harlow
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