Jack Harlow - Jumpman (Remix) lyrics

Halloween, Thanksgiving, St. Patrick's Day.. [Verse 1: Jack Harlow] Y'all can't even touch me Bet when I make it, they'll say I got lucky These rappers be talking and think that we care When they say they got money She say that she want me Remember when she used to say that I'm ugly I been on the come up, the city They know me I came from Kentucky I been in the Ville I heard what they talking, that sh** isn't real I been to New York, I been in that office I'll tell ya the truth, we ain't finish the deal Guess they ain't think that the kid was for real Y'all gon' regret it, I promise you that But I ain't trippin', I been with the vision And honestly tho, I am not lookin' back Jumpman, jumpman, jumpman Yeah, I'm too talented I ain't got no Jordan's, I rock new balances I been doin' my thing, now tell me who doubted it If you in your comfort zone, you bout to move out of it Y'all want some pajamas? Sleeping on me but the sun is upon us Wake up, by god, I'm so f**ing astonished I'm sorry, the fact is I'm gonna be honest Not from the hood, but you know what's good When ya girl on top, and I'm come from the bottom Been to the future, I've seen what it's like I can tell you right now, we gon' f** up some commas You can trust that I been dope Everybody love to go nuts when I spit flow Know they want me stop But I'm so locked in, gotta bust the window But it don't make sense, I would think by now I could pull any chick with the flick of a wrist But it ain't like that cause a lot of girls Still got me stuck in the friend zone It's a tragic reality Bet they come through when I'm stackin' a salary All that I want is the fame and success And my dad to be proud of me I'm glad that they doubted me Really, I can't wait to flex on these lames All of these fellas be tellin' me how much We must be alike, we were never the same All of y'all thirsty, might see a mirage Ya girl hit me up, say she think that I'm hot Said she been stressing, she need a ma**age Told her come thru, she can sneak in the garage Ya boyfriend a fan of me Better not tell him that I'm in your fantasies He f** with my music but if he finds out He gon' wanna put hands on me Jumpman, jumpman, jumpman Yeah, we back to basics I saw the opportunity and had to take it I know they can't believe I haven't graduated I was bout to pace myself but I ain't had the patience