Tranquility Lyrics – Jack Harlow
$2500 plus a couple utilities
*** it, I’ll pay it just to keep the tranquility
*** it, I love you, I’ll do anything for you
Cept settle down with you
I don’t want nobody grilling me
Y’all boys lame *** killing me
Need to be reintroduced to humility
I ain’t lookin for no hip hop credibility
Give a *** who feelin me, I’m feelin me
I’m really him, I’m really that remedy
Himothy Chalamet, pretty girls salivate
On the low, off the grid, in the cut, out the way
My prime’s in full swing like a Calaway
I need a dime every dollar New Balance makes
Ain’t bout to let the world take my smile away
People that betrayed me don’t even *** know that I know
It’s something that I just file away
Lost a few m’s on the festival
Okay, and I can’t wait to do the second one
All these little *** heels sittin in the vestibule
Woke up to her best friend sleeping on the sectional
Fans still say they miss Jack with the spectacles
Last project I was giving you conceptual
Next project I’ll be giving you exceptional
*** everybody, got me on some pansexual
Julie Greenwald askin if I’m on schedule
Label ready for the next record, I’ll let you know
Bout to ask Ed Sheeran what they gave him
Last time that he went to negotiate the decimals
Every day I grow a little accessible
Less of a people pleaser, less flexible
More simplistic, soulful, less technical
The world’s my oyster
I’m bout to get my dog a perpetual
I don’t know why some of y’all skeptical
Maybe cause we got the same passion
But you never went professional
I just know it’s something bout me that’s detestable
New G Wagon that *** is electrical
The hate got to me
But I had to act straight, like I’m tryna seem hetero
Used to *** locals, now the crime scene federal
I’m proud of what we done, but I’m tryna be better though
Cause I don’t think I’ve really made nothing incredible
Lot of hard verses and a couple regrettable
As far as big records go
Yeah I got a few of those
But I ain’t done nothing indisputable
Maybe I’m delusional
I just left the old me’s funeral
I would turn the camera on and give you more of me like I used to do
But something about it don’t seem suitable
Something about selling myself feels so juvenile
400 degrees out my knees out
Walking round Louisville
Life’s beautiful when every impulse you have is quite doable
Imma keep telling the truth as per usual
