Juice WRLD - Doubting Me (Unreleased)
Why you doubtin' me?
Why you doubtin' me? (Hit-Boy)
Why you doubtin' me? (Uh)
[Chorus]
They was doubtin' me
All my dreams was make believe
I had to make 'em see
I had to make 'em think
Why you doubtin' me?
Dreams was make believe
Had to make 'em see
Had to make them believe me
But they was doubtin' me
Yeah, they was doubtin' me
[Verse 1]
The walls cave in, codeine de-e-mons (Ah)
Tryna get a hold of me
Tryna take control of mе
Pour a 6 (Ah), throw a fit (Ah)
Mix it with (Ah), the perky itch
Not again, not again
The Dеvil lies (Ah), said he was my friend (Ah)
Another high (Ah), worth chasin' (Ah)
Last night I almost crashed the Saleen (Ah), again
Tryna stop the drugs (Ah), don't nobody say "lean" again (Ah)
Even though when I ain't had nobody, he was my friend
[Chorus]
'Cause they were doubtin' me (Mmhm)
My dreams were make believe (Mmhm)
I had to make 'em see (Mmhm)
I had to make 'em think (Mmhm)
They were doubtin' me (Mmhm)
My dreams were make believe (Mmhm)
I had to make them see (Mmhm)
I had to make them believe
[Verse 2]
Same old, same old, same old
Everything ain't unicorns and rainbows
The Devil wanna dance, I was born to tango
I got horns and a halo, I'm a sinner, God knows
Same old, same old, same old
Everything not unicorns and rainbows
The devil want my soul, I was born Django, unchained, uh
That's my feng shui (Ah)
[Bridge]
Mmhm, mmhm
Mmhm, mmhm
Mmhm, mmhm
Mmhm, mmhm
Mmhm, mmhm
Mmhm, mmhm
Mmhm, mmhm
Mmhm, mmhm (Ah)
[Chorus]
They were doubtin' me
Dreams were make believe
I had to make 'em see
I had to make 'em think
They were doubtin' me
Dreams were make believe
I had to make 'em see
I had to make them believe (Believe)
[Outro]
I had to make them believe
I had to make them believe
Had to make them believe (Oh, oh)
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Juice WRLD - Go Berserk
[Intro]
(Run that back, Turbo)
(Wheezy outta here)
[Chorus]
Uh, everyday I stand tall
Raf, Phillip Lim on the drawers
Blast, choppa hit him in his jaw
Opps, chop a nigga just because
Swerve, road rage hit the curb, ayy
Dirt bikes, no dirt, ayy
Pop wheelies, pop Percs, ayy
I'm a rockstar, go berserk, ayy
Told that lil' bitch come and swerve on me
She screamin', "Daddy, come and splurge on me"
Yeah, funny how you mentioned and not gettin' a damn thing
[Refrain]
Well, I fell in love with the bank
Hell, I fell in love with my Wraith, yeah
I fell in love with the Percs, yeah
You could see it all over my face
Well, I fell in love with the Margiela
Got expensive taste, yeah
Plus I keep a K, yeah (Blaow, blaow, blaow)
Treat your block like a gun range, (Blaow), split heads
Shot him in his shit, now his bitch give me head (Yeah)
If I go broke, then it's back totin' poles
Running in niggas houses, like, "Give me the bread"
I'm up a couple of million, yeah (Oh yeah)
More like several of million, yeah (Ye-, oh yeah)
Plus, I made 3 mil' in a year
It was more like a month
Had to make this shit clear
[Chorus]
Every day, I stand tall
Raf, Phillip Lim on the drawers
Blast, choppa hit him in his jaw
Opps, chop a nigga just because
Swerve, road rage hit the curb, ayy
Dirt bikes, no dirt, ayy
Pop wheelies, pop Percs, ayy
I'm a rockstar, go berserk, ayy
Told that lil' bitch come and swerve on me
She screamin', "Daddy, come and splurge on me"
Yeah, funny how you mentioned and not gettin' a damn thing
[Refrain]
Well, I fell in love with the bank
Hell, I fell in love with my Wraith, yeah
I fell in love with the Percs, yeah
You could see it all over my face
Well, I fell in love with the Margiela
Got expensive taste, yeah
Plus I keep a K, yeah (Grahh, grahh, grahh)
Treat your block like a gun range, (Grahh), split heads
Shot him in his shit, now his bitch give me head (Yeah)
If I go broke, then it's back totin' poles
Running in niggas houses, like, "Give me the bread"
I'm up a couple of million, yeah (Oh yeah)
More like several of million, yeah (Ye-, oh yeah)
Plus, I made 3 mil' in a year
It was more like a month
Had to make this shit clear
[Chorus]
Every day, I stand tall
Raf, Phillip Lim on the drawers
Blast, choppa hit him in his jaw
Opps, chop a nigga just because
Swerve, road rage hit the curb, ayy
Dirt bikes, no dirt, ayy
Pop wheelies, pop Percs, ayy
I'm a rockstar, go berserk, ayy
Told that lil' bitch come and swerve on me
She screamin', "Daddy, come and splurge on me"
Yeah, funny how you mentioned and not gettin' a damn thing
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Juice WRLD - Love Over There (V2)
[Intro]
Count it up, then grab the rubber bands
I just spent that on a pair of pants
[Chorus]
Count it up, then grab the rubber bands
I just spent that on a pair of pants
I remember I was buying Vans
Hurt your feelings when I tell you my advance
I'm in L.A. walking in the sand, but tomorrow I might fly out to Japan
Shorty wanna fuck, I told her that it all depends
Can you suck it through the leather pants? Yeah
[Verse 1]
I'ma live my life like an oasis
I remember strugglin', rappin' in a basement
Came up on them M's, with no job application
I guess all your hard work ain't payin' off, yeah
Girl, if you come over, gotta take it off, yeah
I don't pay for pussy, but I break it off, yeah
Hit it, then I quit it, girl, that's all I want
I have you addictеd like the drugs I'm on
Treat my lovе like the Perc's, pop it for me, go berserk
Spent ten on a shirt, you don't wanna know the work
Saving hoes never works, fuck, do I look like a church?
Still got a big heart, it's a gift and a curse
[Chorus]
Count it up, then grab the rubber bands
I just spent that on a pair of pants
I remember I was buying Vans
Hurt your feelings when I tell you my advance
I'm in L.A. walking in the sand, but tomorrow I might fly out to Japan
Shorty wanna fuck, I told her that it all depends
Can you suck it through the leather pants? Yeah
[Verse 2]
Ganja in my Backwood, Perky in my system
Niggas talking dumb, I'll up that choppa, I won't miss 'em
All these bitches suckin' dick, but these niggas be kissin' 'em
All I know is stack the money up, you know I'm gettin' it
VVS my wrist, huh, gold on it like piss, uh
You could suck a dick, if you ain't 'bout runnin' up this, uh
I stay in my lane ho', I ain't never switch
Nine-teen years old, grown man shit
No father in my life, I'm on my own man shit
Ayy, fuck the bank, money, count it up, bandit, uh
Stain gang, take yo' shit, I guess I'm a bandit
Too much sauce for these hoes, they can't handle it
I can't have these hoes either, they be scandalous
I'm gon' beat it up, destroy it, like I vandal'd it
Aiming at your suit, cannot wear no candles, kid, yeah
Huh, ayy, add it, up
That lil', ho', she a, fuck she a slut
Tu—pac hit 'em, up
Ambu—lance, pick 'em, up
I remember when my heart was broke
So was my pockets though
Now, I got a couple M's in my bank account, like—
I can't hear you talking, ho'
Fendi, Gucci, Louis in my closet, ho'
I walk up in Chase, fifty k, make a deposit, ho'
They still take it in when the bank is closed
Came into the bank with a big load
Niggas iffy, uh, sticky tucked, Gummo
Closet really lookin' like a gun show
Not in my house, lil' ho
Feel like Mutombo
Up, right, left, right, X and Y
Hit 'em with a combo
Niggas, they testify
You's a snitch, ho'
[Chorus]
Count it up, then grab the rubber bands
I just spent that on a pair of pants
I remember I was buying Vans
Hurt your feelings when I tell you my advance
I'm in L.A. walking in the sand, but tomorrow I might fly out to Japan
Shorty wanna fuck, I told her that it all depends
Can you suck it through the leather pants? Yeah
[Verse 3]
My bedroom a strip club, baby, take it off
I don't pay for pussy, but I bet I'll break you off
I be sippin' codeine whenever I got a cough
Rockin' Fendi shoes while standin' over a loft
Hit Saks Fifth, almost spent ten
Pull up on 'em with that-
I'm gon' fuck her, then I'll fuck her best friend
My best friend, the new Smith & Wesson
Yeah, yeah
She from Toronto
I fucked that bitch in my condo, don't let her mom know
Servin' that shit like cilantro out of the condo
Yeah, ayy
AB&B, ho'
You can't see, ho'
They wanna see me, ho'
I wanna be rich, but you a wannabe, ho'
Ran up checks quick
Couple m's, bitch
I'm a Em', bitch
Shady money, no slim, bitch
[Chorus]
Count it up, then grab the rubber bands
I just spent that on a pair of pants
I remember I was buying Vans
Hurt your feelings when I tell you my advance
I'm in L.A. walking in the sand, but tomorrow I might fly out to Japan
Shorty wanna fuck, I told her that it all depends
Can you suck it through the leather pants? Yeah
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