Lyrics

I flex my muscles, cause can't nobody knock my hustle Life is a struggle in this world circus, I learned to juggle Ready to rumble, I know there's a chance that I might stumble Look towards the universe when I feel like I'm gonna crumble It gets so real out here Homeless begging for a meal out here Toss them a burger and a beer It only takes one mistake to murder your career And a hundred K followers till they heard of your career Wavin to my haters, I can see them in my rear view Explain all you want, but they will never hear you Tell them just let me be, they need to set me free Or it'll be cradle to the grave like X and Jack Lee Dreaming of hitting a wave on a black marlin jet ski I'm Jack Harlow what's poppin', haters come and get me Ready for sponsorships like Nike and Pepsi Me and beats go together like ice and Gretzky De Niro and Pesci, White milk and Nestle Tell a friend to tell a friend to tell your bestie That Sean's got a new song and it's very catchy Something like Drake and Future, this shit's way too sexy It's mind over matter, the grind over the chatter You gotta put in work if you're trying to climb up the ladder Yeah, it's gonna hurt, but if you want your pockets fatter You gotta level up and get yours on a silver platter I'm in the Poconos, sandals with open toes Staring at the water crystal clear like my flows Then I woke up, standing at Trader Joe's Shopping for random shit, that's the way that life goes It's bitter and it's sweet, maybe later I'll send a tweet And go live kicking a freestyle while eating shredded wheat Sincerely dedicated from my head to my feet You gotta do stupid shit like that if you trying to compete Imagine Biggie Smalls on TikTok and IG Singing who shot you while he practiced his Tai Chi It's a whole different America, whole different planet You gotta have the stamina to stomach it and stand it It's all about your camera, and the amount of your bandwidth A race to the top like Danica, might as well move to Canada Listen to Tom, said the American dream is Nitemerica I guess I'll catch you in the next lifetime just like Erica Badu, real bars, considered taboo Promise my daughter I keep going hard Word to my tattoo, underrated like Brian Justiniano And Papoose Bar for bar that boy P go nuts like cashews It's mind over matter, the grind over the chatter You gotta put in work if you're trying to climb up the ladder Yeah, it's gonna hurt, but if you want your pockets fatter You gotta level up and get yours on the silver platter
Writer(s): Sean Delaney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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