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.40 with a .30 that's a— Ha, ya dig? (Yeah) Ya dig? [Chorus] .40 with a 30, that’s a dick, no stock, pause (Pause) Talkin' all that shit'll get your ass popped off Got your bitch doin’ cocaine 'till she lockjaw Only did it once, don't know how it feels, you should ask her Life of a rock star rap trapper Keep me a guitar, AR, and a tractor So I can see the snakes in the grass when I ride through (Hiss) Got my nine (Yeah), pull up, blow it like a drive-thru (Yeah, yeah, yeah) [Verse 1] I got crack, I'ma serve it out the drive-thru (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Your bitch is an Xbox, play her like Game Room, ayy (Ya dig?) I was tweakin' off the Percs, mix it with the shrooms, ayy (Damn) Now I'm itchin' seein' shadows in my fuckin’ room, ayy (Lucid dreams) Cute chocolate bitch, that’s a fuckin' Reese’s (Uh) Heard her nigga was talkin' shit, pull up on him and crease him (That's right) Snort the Molly off her tits, energy increasin' Replenish me, prevent from finishing when I beat it, uh (Smash) Rollie on my wrist, did it for the season (Uh) Then I put a Patek on my wrist for no fuckin’ reason (Gleam, gleam) Automatic in my grip, got it for a reason (Grrra, grrra, grra) If a nigga try to take my shit, I'ma leave him bleedin' (Bitch) [Chorus] .40 with a 30, that's a dick, no stock, pause (Pause) Talkin' all that shit'll get your ass popped off Got your bitch doin' cocaine 'till she lockjaw Only did it once, don't know how it feels, you should ask her Life of a rock star rap trapper Keep me a guitar, AR, and a tractor So I can see the snakes in the grass when I ride through (Hiss, hiss) Got my nine, pull up, blow it like a drive-thru [Verse 2] Ayy, bad lil' bitch, you know I seen her She seen me, sell-out arenas Gun on me, Gilbert Arenas Take a nigga to the cleaners (Uh) Even when I'm dressed like a bum, I'm cleaner All white ones with crack rock in the sneakers (Uh) I'm ballin' out while they sittin' on the bleachers (Yeah) Get rich just to go back and fuck on my teachers (Uh) None of them believed in me either (Woo) Now they hit my Twitter congratulatin' me (Woo) Nigga, I don't fuck with y'all people Old hoes hit me up, sorry I wasn't tryin' to make love to y'all either (Hiss) Yeah, I don't need ya (Hiss) Pretty bitch, good facial features (Uh) Three blunts to the face, then I eat her (Yeah) Two Percs to the face, I'm geekin' (Uh) Gotta put them down, I'm tweakin' (Uh) Sometimes it feels like I need 'em (Uh) Sometimes I feel so defeated (Uh) My mind be racing like, "Damn (Uh), what the fuck is Juice WRLD thinking?" (Yeah) Momma told me I look happy, I told her clean her glasses (Damn) [Chorus] .40 with a 30, that's a dick, no stock, pause (Pause) Talkin' all that shit'll get your ass popped off Got your bitch doin' cocaine 'till she lockjaw Only did it once, don't know how it feels, you should ask her Life of a rock star rap trapper Keep me a guitar, AR, and a tractor So I can see the snakes in the grass when I ride through Got my nine, pull up, blow it like a drive-thru

Woah-ah Yeah, oh (D-D-Daytrip took it to ten, hey) [Chorus] Money long, yeah She got long hair, smokin' on strong, yeah Cheech & Chong, yeah, winter-time Moncler It's been a long year, don't know how I got here But I'm still here, ‘cause my money long, yeah Her hair long, yeah, smokin' on strong, yeah Cheech & Chong, yeah, winter-time Moncler It's been a long year, don't know how I got here But I'm still here, ‘cause my money long, yeah [Verse] Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, stack it up, yeah I talk a lot of racks but I could back it up, yeah Got the chopper in the function, cock it back and dump it I'm so god damn high that I can't function Popping percs for nothing, she gon' twerk for nothing I gеt what I deserve, ain't putting work for nothing Wish I could sleep forеver, I ain't sippin' that syrup for nothing You probably seen that coming All these drugs I'm taking, fucking up my stomach Choppa masturbating, don't fuck with my money Get it right now, no waiting I been fast pacing God I want my slate clean, know that I did some dirty That's why I'm in hell right now, I ain't worthy [Refrain] I ain't worthy, I ain't worthy, I ain’t worthy But I ain't worry That's why I'm in hell right now I ain't worthy, I ain't worry, I ain't worry [Chorus] Money long, yeah She got long hair, smokin' on strong, yeah Cheech & Chong, yeah, winter-time Moncler It's been a long year, don't know how I got here But I'm still here, ‘cause my money long, yeah Her hair long, yeah, smokin' on strong, yeah Cheech & Chong, yeah, winter-time Moncler It's been a long year, don't know how I got here But I'm still here, ‘cause my money long, yeah [Outro] (D-D-Daytrip took it to ten, hey)

[Intro] Bitch, I'm mean (Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'?) Mask on my face, they thought I was trick-or-treatin' (It ain't no Halloween, bitch) Bitch, it's easy Bitch (Uh) (Let's go, let's go, let's go) Uh, woo [Chorus] Draco on me, bitch, I'm mean, uh (Uh-huh) Mask on my face, them fuckers thought I was trick or treating, huh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh) Michael Jackson with the choppa, make it beat it, beat it, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh) Shooting like a soccer ball player, Derek Jeter, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh) She gon' do the white, white, just like Justin Bieber, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh) Put dick in her mouth, she get hot, caught a fever (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh) Feel like it was yesterday doing drive-by's out that Regal, skrrt (Yeah, yeah, grrah, grrah, uh-huh) Ridin' 'round in that Regal, with a nine, no D-Eagle, uh (Yeah, skrrt, yeah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah) [Verse 1] Shoot 'em while I steer, I was ridin' 'round illegal Rookie of the year, ballin' harder than any people Started shittin' on my peers, they said I would never be here (Uh) Now they tryna click up, talkin' 'bout let's join 'em, we can't beat 'em, bitch (Uh) But I won't let 'em in, they want the drip, no seasoning (Oh) She doing coke on my key again (Oh), thinkin' she got the keys to win (Oh) Better do that coke off on this dick (Oh), chill, rock-star shit, chill (Oh) Rock-star kid (Oh) with that porn-star dick, yeah (Oh) Backwoods, no Swisher roll My bad bro, I don't even smoke No more, but these Percs are gold I take three, then lose control, let's go [Chorus] Draco on me, bitch, I'm mean, uh (Uh) Mask on my face, them fuckers thought I was trick or treating, huh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh) Michael Jackson with the choppa, make it beat it, beat it, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh) Shooting like a soccer ball, play it Derek Jeter, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) She gon' do the white, white, just like Justin Bieber, uh (Uh, uh, uh, uh) Put dick in her mouth, she get hot, caught a fever (Uh, uh, uh-huh, uh) Feel like it was yesterday doing drive-by's out that Regal, skrrt (Uh, uh, uh, uh) Ridin' 'round in that Regal, with a nine, no D-Eagle, ayy (Uh, uh, uh) [Verse 2] Lights, camera, action (Flash), ain't about that action (Yeah) These fuck niggas cappin' (Why?), oops, they be bappin' (Bitch) You know that it's brackin' (What's brackin'?) You pull up like Pampers, we shit on you like you're Pampers You fuck niggas better mind your manners (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt) New Draco, I just bought it, I can't wait to use it, use it I treat that bitch like a toilet, I'm gon' use it, use it These niggas beefin', type, type, type on their computer, 'puters She called me her hubby, not no Huffy, she ride it like a scooter, scooter Now her man is mad at me Gets more pissed off gradually Don't give no fucks actually If he tries me, a casualty

Intro] (CakeBoy Bally) [Chorus] Double cup, Robitus', numb the pain, run it up Hunnid bands in my jogging pants, bitch, I'm rich as fuck Choppa, blam, make 'em running man, make 'em dance Rob 'em for his bands, let me see his hands Keep them bitches up Smoking out the Bentley Thirty on me, only give 'em a ten-peace Perky on me, perky on me floatin' Me and McMillan be codeine pourin' Me and G-Money be codeine pourin' And I have a missus, she be codeine pouring (Ayy, ayy) I stay leanin' off the potion Drowning in the purple ocean [Verse 1] Uh, ayy, I'm gettin' paid, shе wanna fuck, she get slayed Married to the bucks, I'm in a tux Walk up the aisle to the cream A thousand miles in my Amiri Jeans Not one pair, bitch, bought 'em by the thirteen Seeing green every day of the week, money don't make me happy Ohh, ayy, what you say? Cut to the chase, out my face Half of these niggas switched up on the boy And the other half only here for the cake I'm just tryna heal my pain Niggas changed, drivin' me insane R.I.P. my niggas in the grave Grew up totin' guns, misbehave Grew up takin' drugs to the brain Grew up 'round plugs for the 'caine I was only tryna make a way John Madden, tryna make a play Steve Madden with the shoes, they ain't Jimmy Choo Nigga, you out of date Bitch, I'm ballin', that's why I got these bitches callin' All on me, I can't get 'em off me [Chorus] Double cup, Robitus', numb the pain, run it up Hunnid bands in my jogging pants, bitch, I'm rich as fuck Choppa, blam, make 'em running man, make 'em dance Rob 'em for his bands, let me see his hands Keep them bitches up Smoking out the Bentley Thirty on me, only give 'em a ten-peace Perky on me, perky on me floatin' Me and McMillan be codeine pourin' Me and G-Money be codeine pourin' And I have a missus, she be codeine pouring (Ayy, ayy) I stay leanin' off the potion Drowning in the purple ocean

Released 9/29/24

[Pre-Chorus] Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, uh [Chorus] I wanna be by my lonely I pop these Perc' by my lonely I put in work by my lonely .40 on me, you know it’s my homie I wanna be by my lonely I take these Perc' by my lonely I put in work by my lonely .40 on me, you know that's my homie [Verse 1] My mind sometimes gets dark and wild My mind sometimes I don’t wan' be bothered Inhale, exhale, breathin' just got a lil' harder I mean well, I mean well All's well, it ends well Inhale, exhale Losin' my sanity, prolly I'll see you in hell Yeah, I'ma meet you there As of lately, my demons, they bother me When I’m sleepin’, they sittin' on top of me And wherever I go, they’ll follow me I fell into the pit and it's bottomless They want my soul but it isn't my property Try to take it from me, demonic robbery Crazy the way that the devil'll lie to me Just leave me alone, I could do bad on my own I get high off my ass on my own Paranoia is strong What if she don’t love me no more? I hope I'm wrong [Pre-Chorus] Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes [Chorus] I wanna be by my lonely I pop these Perc' by my lonely I put in work by my lonely .40 on me, you know it's my homie, uh I wanna be by my lonely, uh I take these Perc' by my lonely, uh I put in work by my lonely .40 on me, you know that's my homie [Refrain] Oh-oh-oh, there ain't no place like home I wanna go back home I hate the world we know There ain't no place like home I wanna go back home I hate the world we know [Verse 2] Mind fumblin', fumblin', fumblin', fumblin' I wonder if, wonder if, wonder if, wonder if I'm gonna live, gonna live All these threats that I get from my enemies Wonder why I keep a .40 right next to me Scared of niggas runnin' in my vicinity I'ma be the killer, ain't no one killin' me That's a better choice like votin' for Hillary Where I'm from, niggas don't give a fuck So we loadin' up and shootin' like documentary Numb to the core I don't wanna feel shit anymore I don't wanna feel rich anymore Know that they want me dead So I'm takin' meds until I fall on the floor I don't know who to call anymore I don't know what to call it anymore Tears fall like raindrops, but nah, I don't wanna ball anymore Pick up the rock, score I pill pop some more Why? It numbs me inside I know it ain't right, but it's part of the ride [Refrain] There ain't no place like home I wanna go back home I hate the world we know There ain't no place like home I wanna go back home I hate the world we know

808 Mafia) (Gezin) Uh Hey [Chorus] I been through this a thousand times (Thousand times, uh) Without love, feels like I'll die (Like I'll die, uh) Hopefully I'm satisfied (Satisfied, uh) Sometimes I just chase my highs (Chase my highs) Been through this a thousand times (Thousand times) Without drugs, feels like I'll die (Like I'll die, uh) Hopefully I'm satisfied (Satisfied, uh) I tend to just chase my highs (Chase my highs, hey) [Verse 1] I know ignorance is bliss (Bliss), but I don't know what ignorant is (Is) Does that make me ignorant (Ignorant)? Am I filled with ignorance (Ignorance)? I ain't wanna fall in love again, damn near fell in love again They judge mе based off my feelings, more than the color of my skin (Color of my skin) It's hard to stay focusеd with these demons roaming (Roaming) They walkin' through my head looking for a place to live (Woah, woah, woah, woah) It's hard to stay focused with these demons roaming (Woah, woah, woah) They walkin' through my soul lookin' for a new crib (Crib) You can't tell me that I don't know who Lucifer is (Is) I probably know him better than them niggas livin' in hell You don't understand my struggle, think I don't make any sense (Sense) If you don't go through what I go through, this is not for you to get [Chorus] Been through this a thousand times (Thousand times) Without love, feels like I'll die (Like I'll die) Hopefully I'm satisfied (Satisfied, uh) Sometimes I just chase my highs (Chase my highs) Been through this a thousand times (Thousand times) Without drugs, feels like I'll die (Like I'll die) Hopefully I'm satisfied (Satisfied) I tend to just chase my highs (Chase my highs) [Verse 2] Walkin' through a hallway of darkness (Yeah), shadows follow me (Yeah, yeah) God told me to keep walkin' (Uh), close my eyes and look away (Yeah) The devil boolin' on my shoulders (Uh), telling me to numb the pain (Uh) My temptations are a lot, like a bad bitch, ayy, ayy, ayy I been through a lot, it's hard to manage, ayy, ayy, ayy I'm in a position to deal damage, ayy, ayy, ayy I can dish shit it out and take it, hey Shit's about to get ugly, don't look this way, uh On the real (Uh), and my chest is where the pain lives (Uh) On the real (Uh), try to numb me with the pain pills (Hey) I don't feel (Uh), but I still feel everything (Yeah) I'm down in the dump, still livin' like a king [Chorus] Been through this a thousand times (Thousand times, uh) Without love, feels like I'll die (Like I'll die, hey) Hopefully I'm satisfied (Satisfied, uh) Sometimes I just chase my highs (Chase my highs, hey) Been through this a thousand times (Thousand times) Without drugs, feels like I'll die (Like I'll die) Hopefully I'm satisfied (Satisfied) I tend to just chase my highs (Chase my highs) [Outro] Chase my highs, uh, feel the vibe Look me in my eyes See the Hell in my eyes Uh, chase my highs, trying to satisfy Look me in my eyes This is real life Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Intro] Go Ronnie go Bro said I can’t be off, yeah Bro said I can’t be off the drugs in the field I was taught to rob the plug, taught to steal And if somebody in our way, we gon’ kill Bro told me don’t be off the drugs in the field I was taught to rob the plugs, taught to steal If a n***a in our way we gon kill That’s for real That’s for real Bro said don’t be off the drugs in the field I was taught to rob the plugs, taught to steal If a n***a in our way he get killed That’s for real That’s for real [Verse] Fuck how you feel It’s all about the dollar bills If I get locked up, no I won’t squeal That’s for real I don’t remember what happened anyway I was off thе pills, for real Chopper on me, big dog If you want beef, thеn you need to get your steaks off Pockets fat, no dyke bitch, Rick Ross R Kelly with these hoes, they be pissed off Sippin’ on the Cristal VVS up on my wrist just like some Cristal Ballin hard like Chris Paul You n***as funny to me like Chris Rock [Bridge] In the field, I was taught to rob the plugs, taught to steal If a n***a in our way, he get killed That’s for real [Chorus] Bro told me don’t be off the drugs in the field I was taught to rob the plugs, taught to steal If a n***a in our way, he get killed That’s for real That’s for real [Outro] I was taught to rob the plugs, taught to steal I was taught to rob the drugs in the field If a n***a in our way, he get killed That’s for real

[Intro] Mmm (Yeah) They ask me what being rich feels like (Lost in the abyss) Smoking cooking crisp, stupid bitch I tell 'em something don't feel right (Lost in the abyss) Me and McMillan in this bitch (Over some shit) [Chorus] They ask me what being rich feels like (They ask me what being rich feels like) I tell 'em something don't feel right (I tell 'em something don't feel right) Every day I'm reaching for the pills, right (Every day I'm reaching for the pills, right) Trying to escape real life (Tryna escape what is real) They ask me what being rich feels like (They ask me what being rich feels like) Something don't feel right (I tell 'em something don't feel right) Every day I'm reaching for the pills, right (Every day I'm reaching for the pills, right) Trying to escape real life (Everyday I'm reaching for the pills) [Verse] I'm a boss in these Rick Owens (Rick) Other niggas ain't got shit goin' (Bitch) Probably why I got your bitch goin' (Uh-huh) Only hop in the whip if there's tints on it (Uh-huh, skrrt) Dior outfit, spent ten on it (Uh-huh) In the strip club, I threw ten on her (Uh-huh) Three zips to the face, I'm a young stoner (Uh-huh) We knock you out, Adrien Broner (Bah) Get high as I want to (As I want) Hit a nigga with a one, two (Bah, Bah) Choppa kick like hi-ya (Hi-ya) Gun know a lil kung-foo (Whew) Smokin' on that fire (Gas), I get higher (I get gone) Rob my supplier (Huh?, Yeah), getaway driver (Skrrt, I get gone) I don't wanna fuck with these niggas, they fake They try to take all the food off your plate (Uh-huh) I'm a wolf when I fuck her, I'm showin' my fangs (Uh-huh) Let bro fuck too, she doin' the gang (Uh-huh) Let slime fuck too, we runnin' a train (Slatt) Livin' this life, it's off the chains (Uh-huh) Feel like Django without the chains (Uh-huh) VLONE jacket, I'm lonely, ayy (Uh-huh) [Bridge] Take me home, yeah, yeah (Take me home) I don't know where to go, yeah, yeah (I don't know where to go) Devil saying yes, yes, yes (Devil saying yes) I don't wanna hear, no (I don't wanna hear, no) [Outro] Take me home, yeah, yeah (Take me home) I don't know where to go, yeah, yeah (I don't know where to go) Devil saying yes, yes, yes (Devil saying yes) I don't wanna hear (I don't wanna hear, no)

From Juice WRLD Hennessy Sessions File.

Chorus} I'm afraid that my love isn't working I've been worried, I've been searching, I've been lurking Even put down the drugs, it ain't working Is it worth it? Girl, for you I'd do anything, cause you perfect Is it working? Girl, you worth it, is it working? I've been hurting, taking Perkys I've been lurking, I've been searching {Verse} I saw you on social media I fell in love over social media I know, I know it's not typical But this, isn't physical it's spiritual I know, we got a connection Definition of perfection, your love is a weapon Hurt me, your love is a weapon Hurt me, long as the birds are chirping Yeah, ya heard me Yeah, I worry, I'm scared that my love isn't working Maybe if I buy you a Birkin {Chorus} I'm afraid that my love isn't working I've been worried, I've been searching, I've been lurking Even put down the drugs, it ain't working Is it worth it? Girl, for you I'd do anything, cause you perfect Is it working? Girl, you worth it, is it working? I've been hurting, taking Percies I've been lurking, I've been searching

[Intro] Hit a Yerky You tryna fuck or sum'? (CB on the beat) Bitch, woo (Yeah, it's working) I almost OD'd in the party (Ya dig?) And you was low-key off the molly (Yeah) Are you tryna fuck or sum'? (You tryna fuck, you tryna fuck, you tryna fuck) Almost OD'd in the party (Ya dig?) And you was low-key off the molly (I did) Are you tryna fuck or sum'? (Or what?, Or what?, Or what?, Or what?) [Chorus] I almost OD'd in the party (Uh-huh) And you was low-key on the molly (Uh-huh) Are you tryna fuck or sum'? (You tryna fuck, bitch, you tryna fuck) I almost OD'd in the party (Uh-huh) And you was low-key off the molly (Uh-huh) Are you tryna fuck or sum'? (You tryna fuck, you tryna fuck, you tryna fuck) Baby, I'm not tryna fuck this up (Uh-huh) Ayy, ayy, ayy, so I'm gon' go and fuck the money up (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) Every day, I'm on a money hunt (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) Sometimes, I hunt hoes for fun [Verse] Yeah, yeah Sometimes, I spend dough for fun Yeah, make it all back .223's, F&N with me, he take all that On my Q's, on my Q's and P's, I will not lack A shopping spree could turn to a killing spree, it could be all that [Chorus] I almost OD'd in the party (Uh-huh) And you was low-key on the molly (Uh-huh) Arе you tryna fuck or sum'? (You tryna fuck, bitch, you tryna fuck) I almost OD'd in the party (Uh-huh) And you was low-key off the molly (Uh-huh) Arе you tryna fuck or sum'? (You tryna fuck, you tryna fuck, you tryna fuck) Baby, I'm not tryna fuck this up (Uh-huh) Ayy, ayy, ayy, so I'm gon' go and fuck the money up (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) Every day, I'm on a money hunt (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) But I hunt for hoes for fun

[Intro] One call away Hmm, hmm [Chorus] That bitch, one call away, call away Throw it all away, all away She go all the way, all the way Break her off today, like a law today Money twice the age, Shabba Ranks I put money in the bag, like I robbed a bank So much money in the bag, like I robbed a bank If I'm runnin' out of cash, I'ma rob a bank [Verse 1] Diamonds wet, they so aquatic, sippin’ Purple Qually We can get it poppin’, it’s free smoke for anybody Kick her out my hotel room, she waitin' in the lobby Last night she start it up and rode it like a driver I done seen some shit you can’t see, confidential Need my own car, I'm gettin' tired of crashin' rentals A .40 ain't a .40 unless it got an extеndo Shoot three times, three times, now I kill him in the intro [Instrumental Bridge] [Chorus] That bitch, onе call away, call away Throw it all away, all away She go all the way, all the way Break her off today, like a law today Money twice the age, Shabba Ranks I put money in the bag, like I robbed a bank So much money in the bag, like I robbed a bank If I'm runnin' out of cash, I'ma rob a bank [Verse 2] I remember I was broke, I just ran up twenty rolls I just ran up twenty bands, time to take a trip to France Goyard on me, no Hermès I'm in New York with my mans Really wanna fuck on one of my fans She told me she got a man I know he don't stand a chance Choppa make him shit his pants Money make her dirty dance Look at me, I'm Dirty Dan We the one, brought the .30's in These Perc-30's, not no 10's This my money I'ma spend I do this shit for my kin [Instrumental Bridge] [Chorus] That bitch, one call away, call away Throw it all away, all away She go all the way, all the way Break her off today, like a law today Money twice the age, Shabba Ranks I put money in the bag, like I robbed a bank So much money in the bag, like I robbed a bank If I'm runnin' out of cash, I'ma rob a bank