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let go
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Hip-Hop/Rap
let go was released on October 1, 2025 by JJM as a part of the album twenty-three - EP
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Release DateOctober 1, 2025
LabelJJM
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM111

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jack Jones
Jack Jones
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jack Jones
Jack Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SIGHOST
SIGHOST
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, I met a bad bitch in Corfu
I never knew true beauty till I saw you
She a real cutie, only five'two
I had my eyes on you till the other guy came through
I guess I should've known better
Dark brown hair with a bad attitude I've been obsessed since I first met her
Throwing that ass, catching the attention of the room
And that's true, I know you got your eyes on me, I'm looking back at you
Swear to God, I see a future with you that I never had
You make me feel so high, I hope I never land
I wanna get to know you on a deeper level
Cause I wanna reach new heights, I don't wanna settle
And I'm gonna win the race, I don't need a fucking medal
Trying to catch a long break, foot up on the pedal
Pack up my shit, yeah, I'm gonna move
Any fucking country, baby, yeah, you choose
Growing up, I really had to lose Never again, baby, I'll pick you up in ten
It took me so long to realise life is one big party
Dancing all night, we're getting high
We're sipping on Bacardi
You wanna leave, baby, let's go
She liking my fit, yeah, it's retro
Bought a first-class flight, fuck a metro
Don't worry about your baggage, baby, let go
Enjoy your life
Let go, oh
Enjoy your life
Let go, oh
Enjoy your life
Let go, oh
One chance to live it right, baby, let go
Baby, let go
Baby, let go
Now I'm scoring goals like I'm Sesko No, I don't belong behind a desk, fuck no
Unless it's in my own office
Taking in more profit
Buy another Yacht, just so I can jump off it
I know all this shit is just so unrealistic
I want some good memories, I promise I'm not materialistic
I just wanna risk it I'm reaching for the whole jar
I don't want one singular biscuit Seriously, I'm reaching for the motherfucking stars
Physically in North Wales, mentally I'm up closer to Mars
Figure out past shit in a bright red sports car
These exhausts go hard like vroom, vroom
Going 102 down the runway Breaking out this mold in my own way
I don't care what they all say
I wanna make it big
Like a striker from Norway
It took me so long to realise life is one big party
Dancing all night, we're getting high
We're sipping on Bacardi
You wanna leave, baby, let's go
She liking my fit, yeah, it's retro
Bought a first-class flight, fuck a metro
Don't worry about your baggage, baby, let go
Enjoy your life
Let go, oh
Enjoy your life
Let go, oh
Enjoy your life
Let go, oh
One chance to live it right, baby, let go
Baby, let go
Baby, let go
Written by: Jack Jones
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