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letra de i'm good - jack harlow

[verse 1]
wondering how the f-ck this sh-t gon’ pan out
all my life i been a sniper in the city i been camped out
they been searching for a hand-out
prolly heard i was a man now
like a sneaky pedophile that steady lurking with his pants down
they been f-cking with the kid, yeah the youngin is legit
ace pro up on production he be coming with the hits
now she come in to the crib
got your boyfriend sensing danger
know my pull-out game is strong
just tell him we were playing jenga
working on escaping my destiny in the cubicle
recipe for success is just blessing, beats, and a studio
people are f-cking twisted, can’t never seem to get through to them
tell me you want me dead but say rest in peace at my funeral
d-mn, i wish i could call you
these are days i’m gon be looking back on with some nostalgia
but now it seems like you want someone different to call up
and kiss and just ball up and cuddle with
i miss you it’s awful

[chorus]
well i’m good, yeah i’m good
as the time goes by
but i wish i could tell you that i don’t mind
if it’s wrong, then it’s wrong
i hope i know right
i’ve been searching for someone that i won’t find
but i’m good, yeah i’m good
as the time goes by
but i wish i could tell you that i don’t mind
if it’s wrong, then it’s wrong
i hope i know right
i’ve been searching for someone that i won’t find

[verse 2]
i been searching for my mother’s son
only got one brother, so i’m talking bout the other one
trying to keep it friendly with these people getting c-mbersome
y’all keep talking pressure like i’m really out here under some
i’m the future wave creator
making music, making memories, ‘ventually we making paper
please don’t ask your boy for sh-t
just ride my d-ck and thank me later
i ain’t got no tips to give you like i f-cking hate my waiter
let’s take a trip, yeah
but i don’t give a d-mn about the beach
i’m in atlanta for the week and we got plans to f-cking eat
i’m in the hotel with my brodies doing damage on these beats
i’m writing sh-t that got that bounce that make you stand up in your seat
chicken and waffles
these are days i’m gon be looking back on with some nostalgia
but now it seems like you want someone different to call up
and kiss and just ball up and cuddle with
i miss you it’s awful

- jack harlow

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