"2026" lyrics
Eureka
JPatz
Let's go
Pass the guap
Let's go
Undeniable, 2026
It's a given, man, the moniker is Ol' Reliable
It's always viable, soul still unbuyable
Certain shit I'll never do that's unjustifiable
Still gettin' by, at the core, I'm still a Derry kid
Still makeshift independent, call it jerry-rigged
Every verse Jerry slid
I was reminiscin' on the TRIIIBE
Look what Jerry, Smid, Rock, Cheeky, Fred, and Ryan Perry did
More than just a make-believe
Used to tell 'em, "Wait and see," on the cusp of breakin' free
Dropped the breakfast album, now I might open a bakery
Indulgin' in the fruits of my labor, that's why I shake the tree
I'll give you sweet and savory
Been tryna pop for a decade, ain't it clear? There's no deflatin' me
And that's the only way to be
Seventeen, I was tryna ball, but Coach Krzyzewski wasn't playin' me
Powered through the strong doubt
Watched the way the ball bounce, every play, it all counts
Covered every single square foot inside this small town
Love to everyone who's reachin' out when I would fall down
Obsessed with the repetition
I woulda quit a long time ago if I did this shit for the status and recognition
Seen some artist build and I went in some demolition shit
If you look up "dog," you'll see my name in the definition
And for the first time ever, I'm kinda just practicing, you know?
And I'm tryna, like, just master the art of making music
Part of gettin' older is makin' peace with less control
Internet is filled with the best of trolls
I'm droppin' my testicles and makin' new sets of goals
They tell me that I'm buggin', fuck it, call up the pest control
We've normalized the things that should be deemed unacceptable
We feelin' susceptible and constantly skeptical
This sugarcoated algorithm's lackin' the vegetables
Tried to get it from the source but couldn't find one that's credible, fuck
So I'ma use it as another year to do good
And doin' the shit you said that you would
And if you miss the mark, have some grace with yourself and say that you good
'Cause if it ain't you, then tell me who would
Type of self belief I had, you couldn't buy enough
Scared to look back and say I didn't try enough
Disregardn' what they shout from the stands
They up in arms, pointin' fingers, but that's out of my hands
Stickin' to the plan
(You know, this is where I really grind out of every day)
[?]
(I wake up on this bed that you can't see)
Yeah, you know the jam
(And when I get up, I throw on these headphones
They're sixty-dollar headphones, throw on Logic
We got Logic for two hundred bucks
You can probably pirate it, I don't suggest that
That's what I do, you know?
S-let's put some work in)
JPatz
Let's go
Pass the guap
Let's go
Undeniable, 2026
It's a given, man, the moniker is Ol' Reliable
It's always viable, soul still unbuyable
Certain shit I'll never do that's unjustifiable
Still gettin' by, at the core, I'm still a Derry kid
Still makeshift independent, call it jerry-rigged
Every verse Jerry slid
I was reminiscin' on the TRIIIBE
Look what Jerry, Smid, Rock, Cheeky, Fred, and Ryan Perry did
More than just a make-believe
Used to tell 'em, "Wait and see," on the cusp of breakin' free
Dropped the breakfast album, now I might open a bakery
Indulgin' in the fruits of my labor, that's why I shake the tree
I'll give you sweet and savory
Been tryna pop for a decade, ain't it clear? There's no deflatin' me
And that's the only way to be
Seventeen, I was tryna ball, but Coach Krzyzewski wasn't playin' me
Powered through the strong doubt
Watched the way the ball bounce, every play, it all counts
Covered every single square foot inside this small town
Love to everyone who's reachin' out when I would fall down
Obsessed with the repetition
I woulda quit a long time ago if I did this shit for the status and recognition
Seen some artist build and I went in some demolition shit
If you look up "dog," you'll see my name in the definition
And for the first time ever, I'm kinda just practicing, you know?
And I'm tryna, like, just master the art of making music
Part of gettin' older is makin' peace with less control
Internet is filled with the best of trolls
I'm droppin' my testicles and makin' new sets of goals
They tell me that I'm buggin', fuck it, call up the pest control
We've normalized the things that should be deemed unacceptable
We feelin' susceptible and constantly skeptical
This sugarcoated algorithm's lackin' the vegetables
Tried to get it from the source but couldn't find one that's credible, fuck
So I'ma use it as another year to do good
And doin' the shit you said that you would
And if you miss the mark, have some grace with yourself and say that you good
'Cause if it ain't you, then tell me who would
Type of self belief I had, you couldn't buy enough
Scared to look back and say I didn't try enough
Disregardn' what they shout from the stands
They up in arms, pointin' fingers, but that's out of my hands
Stickin' to the plan
(You know, this is where I really grind out of every day)
[?]
(I wake up on this bed that you can't see)
Yeah, you know the jam
(And when I get up, I throw on these headphones
They're sixty-dollar headphones, throw on Logic
We got Logic for two hundred bucks
You can probably pirate it, I don't suggest that
That's what I do, you know?
S-let's put some work in)
