Juice Wrld Tribute Lyrics

Juice Wrld Tribute - Wyatt Roberts

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I been living fast, fast, fast, fast

Feeling really bad, bad, bad, bad

Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast

Better hurry up and get in your bag

I wear Dior, not a fad

I know everybody gettin' mad

My hand on my trigger, I'ma die with respect, yeah

I been living fast, fast, fast, fast

(Do you hear me calling?)

Feeling really bad, bad, bad, bad

(Do you hear me calling?)

Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast

(Me no want no drama)

Better hurry up and get in your bag

(Not a fighter, a lover)

I wear Dior, not a fad

(Do you hear me calling?)

I know everybody gettin' mad

(Do you hear me calling?)

My hand on my trigger, I'ma die with respect, yeah

(Me no want no drama)

Fucking with my money, you'll get dealt like that

(I just want you, my darling)

What's the 27 Club? We ain't making it past 21

I been going through paranoia, so I always gotta keep a gun

You work numbers, work wonders

(Damn, that's the world we live in now)

You done woke me up from my eternal slumber

(Yeah, hold on, just hear me out)

I'm the lightning, you're the thunder

There's a difference 'tween, "I need you, " and, "I want you"

Girl, I need you

Good sex led to conversations getting a little deeper, uh

(Not scared to love, just scared of love)

Tell me your darkest secrets, shit you wouldn't even tell Jesus, uh

(Not enough, I'm not enough)

Break away and make a way to make it

(You're way too much and I'm not getting enough)

Love the way you lookin' when you naked

(You're way too much, still not getting enough)

She told me put my heart in the bag

(Treat your heart just like a blunt of OG)And nobody gets hurt

(Roll it up, I kissed it and I smoke it)

Now I'm running from her love

(Gots to be joking)

(Where in the fuck did you think you were going?)

I’m not fast, so I'm making it worse

No protection on my heart, God damnit, I'm gon' hit it raw

(She do cocaine in my basement)

Traumatized from my past, yeah, I keep a log

(I’m a doctor, but I'm runnin' out of patience)

In my mind, in my head, where that shit belong

(She told me that she tryna get closer to Satan)

They say you after my bread, shit, I hope they wrong

(She be talkin' to him when she in the matrix)

You already ran up the bands, we could have a ball

I'm all, I'm really all in

(Damn, why is she so demonic?)

In love with all your flaws and sins

(She Medusa with a little Pocahontas)

Your scars are really gorgeous

(She been lacin' all my drugs or somethin')

Ain't that a weird way to give compliments?

('Cause every time that we're together, I'm unconscious)

I go through so much, I'm 19 years old

(Hold up, let me be honest)

It's been months since I felt at home

(I know I saw her put the Percs in my chronic)

But it's okay 'cause I'm rich

(Smokin' 'til my eyes roll back like the omen)

Psych, I'm still sad as a bitch, right

I usually have an answer to the question, but this time I'm gon' be quiet ,this time

(I don't want nobody to think that I'm an asshole)

(I don't try to be mean on purpose, I promise)

Ain't nothing like the feeling of uncertainty, the eeriness of silence

(My mama taught me better than that, I'll be honest)

(I blame it on the drugs and this life I'm involved in)

This time, it was so unexpected

Last time, it was the drugs he was lacing

All legends fall in the making, yeah, sorry truth, uh

Dying young, uh, demon youth