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letra de back in chicago (sutdio session) - juice wrld

[chorus]
i’m back in chicago, i flew first class
i’m a rich man, i came up on they broke ass
copping clothes, attracting hoes that they can’t grab
i’m doing shows, not for the low, i need 10 racks
did i say 10? i can’t count, i need fifty, fifty
ain’t no fightin’ when i’m around, i got a semi with me (ya dig?)
you want a feature with your budget, i need a pretty penny
i’m so sorry i can’t help it but i feel too sedated, yuh

[verse 1]
i was 13 tryna steal a moncler
now i could buy everything in moncler
give away the clothes that i don’t wear, ’cause i still care
even though i don’t give a f-ck, i guess i still care
i can’t see my demons but i know they still there
even though these drugs will k!ll me, no i’m not scarеd
chop up pеrcs in my double cup
had to take thе gucci sweatеr off, i started throwing up
had to put that .40 in a foreign, n-ggas was runnin’ up
two shots to the gut, he need a sh-t bag, his stomach bust
that n-gga ain’t waking up, 911 come scr-pe him up
keep a toaster in that gucci bag, might have to come bake him up

[bridge]
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na, na, na, na
na, na, na, na
na na, no, na na, no, no
[chorus]
i’m back in chicago, i flew first class
i’m a rich man, i came up on they broke ass
copping clothes, attracting hoes that they can’t grab
i’m doing shows, not for the low, i need 10 racks
did i say 10? i can’t count, i need fifty, fifty
ain’t no fightin’ when i’m around, i got a semi with me (ya dig?)
you want a feature with your budget, i need a pretty penny
i’m so sorry i can’t help it but i feel too sedated, yuh

[verse 2]
i solded out the blue, yeah, huh
it was me then it was you
see i never played the fool
they told me that i should’ve stayed in school
but i flunked out, got my money up
leave the trunk out in case he runin’ up
i don’t gotta tote the gun because my brother will, huh
i don’t gotta hit you up because my brother k!lls
i don’t really got no time for the drama, ho
i’m the president rollie, feelin’ like obama, ho
ak on my hip, i call that sh-t little osama, ho
all my n-ggas gettin’ money, you know this just how it go, uh
n-ggas iffy, got the sticky tucked, feel like gummo
closet lookin’ like a gunshow, let you guys know
they don’t want no problems, goon and a goblin
i’m a god at this rap sh-t so i went and cuffed the goddess, huh
what you on? i’m just tryna be modest
i’m flyin’ without tryin’, call that sh-t autopilot
my gun a librarian, you know keep the silence
f-ck all of that, stop the violence, i guess that i’m violent, ya dig?
i’ma f-ck her to some jimi hendrix
she tell me that my lyrics are demented
they funny, baby, you just never get them
pop a xan, i’m f-cked her, then forget it
pop it like a zit
pull up on the scene, choppa aimin’ with the stick, yeah
i don’t got no problems same the place, same the pic, yeah
r. kelly with that b-tch, i’ma take a p-ss, yeah
tell ’em rest in p-ss, yeah, tell ’em rest in clips, yeah
tell ’em rest in this, yeah, they can suck a d-ck, yeah
blackout the night, d-mn, look like an eclipse, yeah
they was talkin’ down to me, way to how get hit, yeah
i make hit after hit, i won’t miss, check my stacks
run up on me, you get popped
after that i pop a flat
may hit yo’ b-tch from the back
she gon’ have a asthma attack
run up with that choppa, yeah, yeah, yeah, i’m finna let it blast
that b-tch sing just like cece winans
f-ckin’ now she moanin’ if she want it
percocets with the strong marijuana
i’m really drake with it, i started from the bottom
came a long way from the bas-m-nt
perkys had me shakin’ in that b-tch like a haitian
‘member when i almost overdose off the green sh-t
‘member when i almost took too much, yeah, that bean sh-t
[chorus]
i’m back in chicago, i flew first class
i’m a rich man, i came up on they broke ass
copping clothes, attracting hoes that they can’t grab
i’m doing shows, not for the low, i need 10 racks
did i say 10? i can’t count, i need fifty, fifty
ain’t no fightin’ when i’m around, i got a semi with me (ya dig?)
you want a feature with your budget, i need a pretty penny
i’m so sorry i can’t help it but i feel too sedated, yuh

[verse 3]
na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na (na-na-na), na-na
looking in the mirror, i don’t see me
i see a demon that they want on tv, ayy
listenin’ to my music you won’t hear me
only you do if you listen clearly
ain’t the same n-gga that i was last year
hennessy and remi, i ain’t drinkin’ no beers
too drunk, you get f-cked up if you f-ck with somebody that’s f-cked up, ya dig?
uh, ayy, brand new gun, i can’t wait to use it
ike turner with it, beat it up, abuse it
run up on my b-tch, leave you broozin’
like a crack head, huh, leave you toothless
b-tch, i’m roofless, like my car is
i’m a dog, collar ’round my neck, i guess i’m barkin’
three hundred marchin’ on that sh-t just like a spartan
guess i need a squadron, guess i need a squadron
ayy, i’m runnin’ up a check while they runnin’ out of options
run up, that’s okay, we get it poppin’
me and my ledy went to the gucci store, we shoppin’
bedroom down, panty droppin’
bad girl take her to an oasis
f-ck a vacation, a vacation
talk sh-t, leave you brains on a pavement
f-ck is you sayin’? you think i’m playin’?
dye my hair, i’m feelin’ like super saiyan
slay ’em, halo with that sh-t, i call it slayer
bad b-tch, evil kid, took her to my lair
save all the flavor, don’t save her for later, yeah
ayy, uh, huh, you get popped, i ain’t cardin’ up
i still milly rock on all your blocks, huh, yeah, ayy
she gon’ ride my d-ck lile a harly
stop me, time for me to roll up the molly
uh, ayy, huh, ayy
molly in my double cup
i got two blunt, what you call that? a doubledutch
pull up on scene, choppa hit his ass, hit him up
ambulance stay on my phone like somebody can pick him up, yeah
ayy, you a b-tch n-ggaa, ya dig?
i’m a ditch digger, huh
you get disfigured
washed up like a dish, n-ggaa
ball hard, i’m a swish n-gga, uh
i’ll shoot one time, one time, i won’t miss in n-ggas, ayy, yeah
that just how it godifferent ho
“all girls are the same” on a radio
i remember when they was callin’ me h-lla crazy bro
now i’m up next, huh, ayy
this sh-t come in tighter, it’s some rough s-x, uh, ayy
pull up on the scene with a new, huh, tec
white girl give me good brain, a rough neck
you don’t really want no smoke, nah
you know that that sh-t not in your best interest
‘member stayin’ close of ebay and pinterest
now i’m goin’ hard, ain’t no kevin durant, yeah
[chorus]
i’m back in chicago, i flew first class
i’m a rich man, i came up on they broke ass
copping clothes, attracting hoes that they can’t grab
i’m doing shows, not for the low, i need 10 racks
did i say 10? i can’t count, i need fifty, fifty
ain’t no fightin’ when i’m around, i got a semi with me (ya dig?)
you want a feature with your budget, i need a pretty penny
i’m so sorry i can’t help it but i feel too sedated, yuh

[verse 4]
na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na (na-na-na), na-na
lookin’ in a mirror, i see demons
lookin’ at her face, i see my s-m-n
ballin’ to the point, i need a jersey
kyrie irving, i will never win that
point guard, take off
sh-t dead, nate
huh, you don’t want no smoke, huh, ayy
l-o-l, laugh to the bank, but that ain’t no joke, huh, ayy
you ain’t rich n-gga, you know that you’re broke
you know you a b-tch n-gga, yeah, you know, you know, huh, ayy, hohoho

- juice wrld

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