Churchill Downs Lyrics – Jack Harlow ft. Drake

[Intro: Jack Harlow]
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
Ah

[Verse 1: Jack Harlow]
We 'bout to feed these youngins to the metaverse
Meanwhile I'm over here just tryna pen a verse
'Cause I'm done being 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 sh!t 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, "F**k it, let it turn"
The girl's mine, I just say, "F**k 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 sh!t
How I preferred (I preferred)
Mmm, I know I should be humble
But it's something I just haven't learned
Soon enough I have to make these bad habits burn
Soon enough we 'bout to come and get the sh!t we earn
You not a fan now, but I remember
When you used to be fanned out
I'm guessing 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 handing out programs
'Cause y'all need to get with the program
I'm a grown as* man, call me pops
F**k around and take your phone as* 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 playing 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
Touching heights, no one gets a touch in life
F**king 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

[Interlude: Drake]
Yeah Yeah

[Verse 2: Drake]
Cold hearts and heated floors
No parental guidance I just see divorce
Therapy sessions, I'm in the waiting room, reading Forbes
Abandonment issues I'm getting 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
N!ggas 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 throwing stones
Whenever you getting bigger, there's growing pains
I got enough pull to make the city start throwing games
I'm out here making a mockery
I got my realtor out here playing 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 glittering
Man, you n!ggas 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**k, so ain't no shivering, yeah
Lucky me, people that don't f**k with me
Are linking up with people
That don't f**k with me to f**k with me
This sh!t is getting ugly
And every situation is transactional
And every thing they saying is irrational
And every way they moving is promotional
Everybody's acting irreplacable
It's like they ain't disposable
My urges for revenge are uncontrollable
I know we're getting older though, yeah
But I gotta get a n!gga back for that
It's non-negotiable, it's not even debatable
I'm getting 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
Praying on my downfall don't make you religious, man
All I hear is plug talk coming from middleman
All I hear is tall tales coming from little men
When I say "B!tch", I'm very rarely referring to women
Most of the b!tches I know are n!ggas
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 making
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 going places

[Outro: Drake]
I know...
Yeah