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HAROLD. (Intro)
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HAROLD. (Intro) was released on October 8, 2026 by CHOSEN ONE INC. as a part of the album HAROLD.
AlbumHAROLD.
October 8, 2026
LabelCHOSEN ONE INC.
LanguageEnglish
BPM101
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

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Lyrics

(To be the best, you gotta beat the best
Yeah, but sometimes, the best
they THINK they all the best, when they ain't really nothin'.)
1:13 in the booth with a Black Sweet
Rollin' up the gas so it can gas me
Headphones on, Louis Vuitton on the bonnet, if you ask me
Finna' have these rappers countin' black sheep
I'm a big deal (dill), baby, everything is kosher
Never been a slanted bitch, everything is bolder
Bars, flow, everything is colder
And it happened just when I thought everything was over
Now, I ain't lonely, so when it's pressure, I know who to call
I'm the hardest pill to swallow, they just hope I dissolve
My big sister Fatis told me, "Get the fuck up when you fall
And if they ever get too close, then kick them hoes in the balls"
Her husband told me, "Fuck all of them, get that paper, ****
Surround yourself with who would rather get that paper witcha
I said, "You right", and started grindin' with all of my bitches
Cut off the hoes with no motion, I'm not a babysitter
You bitches corny, type to bully **** 'cause of a name
Imagine dissin' weak bitches thinkin it's givin' you fame
Imagine throwin' shots at bitches that you callin' a brother to do that shit for no reason
That is completely insane
Yo, Alexa, put "WTHELLY" on
Don't even care about no title, I've been on the throne
My name is Harold, but they still know what timin' I'm on
And if you search the meaning, pussy, I got the baton
And y'all problem is never with me
Especially if I don't give a damn
Finna' be like Tommie, watch that B.B. make 'em river dance
Rappers like to beef with me cause other hoes got beef with me
It don't got shit to do with you, and I don't need no middleman
Some call it cocky, I just call it bleesed
Stop playin' with me like I ain't the type to cause a mess
The type to have you to diss me, and I ain't saw it yet
The type to give a "pressured diamond" that hydraulic press
I don't think these **** had enough
Finna' show them that it's fuck 'em and everybody that gas 'em up
Get this money, I'ma rack it up
Shit on rappers any givin opportunity, can't pass it up
Don't know why these **** mad at us
I'm that ****, pat myself right on that back, 'cause I don't brag enough
They know I'm a momma's boy
But I think it's time to show 'em I'm my muhfuckin' daddy's son
Written by: Harold Farrell Hilliard Jr, Junior Hilliard
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