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letra de burn remix - juice wrld

[intro]
(if young metro don’t trust you— trust you)

[verse 1]
i can’t take one percocet, start tonight off, i just took a 60
burberry on me, shoot you in your back, you just got pretty ricky
i tie the chanel runners, then i get back to running the city
and i know that it’s h-ll coming, i ain’t worried, my n-ggas, they with me
gotta put the narcotics down, i can feel ’em f-cking up my kidney
and punching my liver
if i let it k!ll me, my mama’ll never forgive me
ain’t numbing my feelings, if i let it k!ll ’em, my baby will never forgive me
this remind me of h-ll, sometimes i wonder if that’s where god really sent me

[chorus]
hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn
hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn
i pray to god for some water to wash down these percs
i been cursed since birth, guess i never learn
hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn
hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn
i pray to god for some water to wash down these percs
i been cursed since birth, guess i never learn

[verse 2]
the truth hurts, let it bleed out, if they hurt you, let ’em leave
my heart hurtin’, let me bleed out, only way i’ll find peace
i’m tryna get set free, but these chains on me
choke me, i can’t breathe, what’s reality?
uh, detached from myself
uh-huh, numb the pain with my wealth
uh, a bag from chanel match the double c on my belt, uh
bands in my pants, i barely be holdin’ my pants up
but the money ain’t the answer
i’m just tryna reach some new highs
mix this with that, bet it feel nice
codeine, only sip if i got ice
look my girl in her eyes, tell her i won’t die
i fell asleep too deep that one time
woke up to your cry, girl, i’m fine
but i lied
had a dream, i wasn’t gon’ wake up this time
[chorus]
hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn
hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn
i pray to god for some water to wash down these percs
i been cursed since birth, guess i never learn
hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn
hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn
i pray to god for some water to wash down these percs
i been cursed since birth, guess i never learn

[verse 3: greekdagod]

its a cold world i need a fur coat
all my ops , making new ops
the world need new jobs
pillow talk is for the internet
the internet needs to cool off
macaroni when i hit your side chick but you still love her
phony fl!ck you post just to post her
new chicks after new chick i dub her
you get one chick and cuff her
god bless ice cream cake i love her

- juice wrld

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