| I been gifted from the start to the finish
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| But as I’ve gotten older it’s been harder to listen
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| Middle school is when I started resistin
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| My teachers' told my parents
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| Yeah as smart as this kid is, his heart isn’t in it
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| Now they got me arguin with them
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| Cause Mom and Dad never thought I’d start a new mission
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| Had it all planned out like I be part of the system
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| Now I’m shaking things up like the Parkinsons syndrome
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| I wasn’t made for that 9 to 5
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| I am not the same as you
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| I can see a difference between everything you say and do
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| I can tell you need somebody round
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| That’s gonna state the truth
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| So basically I’m saying
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| You just talking while we making moves
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| And this is just the start of my life
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| I done came a long way from that Guitar Hero mic
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| And writing raps with Copeland
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| We recorded in the basement
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| Might’ve thought is was a phase
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| This is more than dedication
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| I never woulda known
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| I never woulda known
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| I be flipping switches got these bitches
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| That be fiendin' for a playa
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| Man they beggin for the bone
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| And my phone is always jumpin
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| Man they tryin to get a hold of me
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| But ain’t nobody home
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| Cause they picked a mothafucka man
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| They picked a mothafucka
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| Like it’s eeny miny moe
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| God damn God damn
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| No I never woulda known
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| I been peeping what these people been saying
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| They being outrageous
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| I see they need a reason to hate it
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| Can’t even debate it
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| They come in and they leave in amazement
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| Cause bitch I’m me
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| And my homies put your team in the pavement
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| She say you different yeah I know it
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| It don’t need no explaining
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| I got music inside my mind
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| I know they eagerly waiting for me to create it
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| It’s guaranteed to be on they playlist
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| I tell my teachers' bout my dreams
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| And they gon think that I’m playing, but nah
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| I’m really going for this shit
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| My parents talking College
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| I ain’t going to that shit
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| I got people that’s around me
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| And they know I’m bout to win
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| Don’t expect me to respect you
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| We don’t know about you kid
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| We don’t know about you
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| You fiendin' for attention
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| And searching for a chance just a reason to get mentioned
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| And we got the whole neighborhood terrified
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| Before you ask me for a favor tell that mine
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| I never woulda known
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| I never woulda known
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| I be flipping switches got these bitches
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| That be fiendin' for a playa
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| Man they beggin for the bone
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| And my phone is always jumpin
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| Man they tryin to get a hold of me
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| But ain’t nobody home
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| Cause they picked a mothafucka man
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| They picked a mothafucka
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| Like it’s eeny miny moe
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| God damn God damn
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| No I never woulda known |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Never Woulda Known , by - Jack Harlow. Song from the album 18, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп