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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

Smoke exotics, fillin' up my body got my mind froze From Chicago now I'm up in Cali, different time zone Rollie on me help me face time like an iPhone Scanner in the Beamer help me dodge all the 5-0 I remember crackin' cards, Wells Fargo Now I'm crackin' seals in Beverly Hills Shorty yellow like Marge, I feel like Bart though Young, full of thrills, that's how I live [Verse] Got my racks up, told the broke ass niggas to catch up I think yo' homie need backup, he ain't know my bro had the MAC tucked No lack, I'ma keep my eyes up, that lil' bitch not a plus she a minus Had a gun on my hip as a minor, I speed off and them niggas behind us, yeah VVS shinin', all these bitches they love all my diamonds At the top, I'ma keep on climbin', watch how the fake friends switch sides I don't really got time for the fake shit, I'm an ape when I'm rockin' my Bape shit Hope you know we ain't rockin' the same shit, they hate me 'cause I'm famous, yeah Keep it on me ain't afraid to aim it, yeah But you know you ain't on shit until you bang it, yeah Hit him in his forehead, leave him brainless, yeah I don't eat with niggas I can't hit a stain with, yeah [Chorus] Smoke exotics, fillin' up my body got my mind froze From Chicago now I'm up in Cali, different time zone Rollie on me help me face time like an iPhone Scanner in the Beamer help me dodge all the 5-0 I remember crackin' cards, Wells Fargo Now I'm crackin' seals in Beverly Hills Shorty yellow like Marge, I feel like Bart though Young, full of thrills, that's how I live [Open Verse] [Chorus] Smoke exotics, fillin' up my body got my mind froze From Chicago now I'm up in Cali, different time zone Rollie on me help me face time like an iPhone Scanner in the Beamer help me dodge all the 5-0 I remember crackin' cards, Wells Fargo Now I'm crackin' seals in Beverly Hills Shorty yellow like Marge, I feel like Bart though Young, full of thrills, that's how I live 🎶🎶

[Intro] We was just talkin' 'bout some shit, yeah Girl, you don't, you don't, you don't Yeah, you don't, you don't, you don't [Chorus] You don't know me like you think you know me Say you love me, baby girl, then show me Arguments, all you do is blow me But when you leave I'm so fuckin' lonely Doechii 'Booty Drop' (Live Performance) | Open Mic [Verse 1] I walk, walk away, away from all my problems I look, look at you, look at you to solve 'em Now I see, now I see, that is the problem Co-dependence, not independent Now I see, now I see, I see through the darkness Climbing out of the hole which I fall in Finding peace in a world full of sorrow I'll try, I'll try [Pre-Chorus] Love, live let her go Fuck that, hold her close Do I get high off her love Or just perky overdose? All of those options are tempting Still, wish we were never-ending [Chorus] You don't know me like you think you know me Say you love me, baby girl, then show me Arguments all you do is blow me But when you leave I'm so fuckin' lonely You don't know me like you think you know me Say you love me, baby girl, then show me Arguments all you do is blow me But when you leave, when you leave [Post-Chorus] Oh-oh, oh, oh-oh This ain't Heaven, this Hell with a smile Oh-oh, oh-oh I'll sit down, this may take a while [Verse 2] Hold my hand, yeah, yeah, yeah, and don't give up on us Got a fire a desire I got love fever Let us dance, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm the devil in a tux But you're the one with all the fire [Pre-Chorus] Love, live let her go Fuck that, hold her close Do I get high off her love Or just perky overdose? All of those options are tempting Still, wish we were never-ending [Chorus] You don't know me like you think you know me Say you love me, baby girl, then show me Arguments all you do is blow me But when you leave I'm so fuckin' lonely You don't know me like you think you know me Say you love me, baby girl, then show me Arguments all you do is blow me But when you leave, when you leave [Post-Chorus] Oh-oh, oh, oh-oh This ain't Heaven, this Hell with a smile (This ain't Heaven, this Hell) Oh-oh, oh-oh I'll sit down, this may take a while

Leaked October 17, 2022.

On “Can’t Die,“ Chicago rapper Juice WRLD reflects on a relationship with a girl that changed his life. He croons about the way she makes him feel and the changes he’s underwent since starting the relationship, whilst also pointing out the way fame has altered his connections with others. The track was also another tribute to deceased rapper XXXTENTACION, in similar fashion to his June 2018 track, “Legends,” which commemorated the deaths and legacies of him and Lil Peep. This was confirmed by Juice’s ex-girlfriend, Starfire, within an Instagram story a day after this track’s release. “Can’t Die“ leaked in its entirety on August 18, 2019, and eventually saw it’s official release on Juice’s posthumous album Legends Never Die.

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