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letra de eternity (session) - juice wrld

[intro]
(dy krazy)
i’m high
real life
(tarentino)
somebody in the back got bronchitis

[chorus]
i’m gon’ catch a vibe then i’m gone (then i’m gone)
i’m gon’ find my high then i’m gone (then i’m gone)
you ain’t getting money what you on (what you on)
you ain’t getting money what you on (what you on)
i’m have to revive then i’m gone (then i’m gone)
i’m trying to find my high then i’m gone (then i’m gone)
you ain’t getting money what you on (what you on)
you ain’t getting money what you on (what you on)

[verse 1]
tatted on me that sh-t is forever (is forever)
tatted on me that sh-t is forever (is forever)
i started an empire it took some effort (took some effort)
but now i’m finna rule the world, forever
run up on me i got that k on my back
i put that sh-t to yo’ ass
choppa on me it’s gon’ blast
prolly leave a n-gga in the past
everyday i count up, quick cash
.40 on me make it fly, jet lag
ksubi jeans on me, no sag
and my birkin sh-t, no bag
run up on me then you get toe tagged
choppa on me it hit you in the forehead
three shots, three shots you dead
now yo’ mama callin’ the feds
talking about look what happened to my baby
man look what yo’ baby did, huh, d-mn
look at yo’ baby he dead, huh, d-mn
that’s as trill as it gets, that is real as it gets, uh
i’m from a city where n-ggas show no pitty, they got gorillas in here
rocket launchers too
prolly catch you while walkin’, up in school
uh ‘ey, on the news, uh, uh
channel crew, uh, uh, b-tch don’t get involved
we will break yo’ back just like the f-cking law
run up on me then i’m sending you up to god
i put that on god, everyday i been going hard
[chorus]
i’m gon’ catch a vibe then i’m gone (then i’m gone)
i’m gon’ find my high then i’m gone (then i’m gone)
you ain’t getting money what you on (what you on)
you ain’t getting money what you on (what you on)
i’m have to revive then i’m gone (then i’m gone)
i’m trying to find my high then i’m gone (then i’m gone)
you ain’t getting money what you on (what you on)
you ain’t getting money what you on (what you on)

[verse 2]
i’ll pull your b-tch, pull the trigger, then pull yo’ car
just like chris brown or some, we may stomp the yard
f-cking with us it’s over with, i swear to god
n-ggas talking that sh-t but they don’t mean nothing to us
i’m on world tour, i’m starting to see some stuff
but that’s not enough, according to you it’s not
you say you seen the darkness, you say you seen the light
i say i’ve seen the same sh-t but just in different spots
i’m from chicago where they shoot you without asking
and if you got a nice car they pull may you out yo’ aston
you from a different place, it’s not as tragic
you’re too good for me
i’m too good for you
what you wanna do
what you wanna do
i’ve been through so much, i make my mistake
this is real love though i ain’t with the fakes
[chorus]
i’m gon’ catch a vibe then i’m gone (then i’m gone)
i’m gon’ find my high then i’m gone (then i’m gone)
you ain’t getting money what you on (what you on)
you ain’t getting money what you on (what you on)

[verse 3]
i might just die, she tries-
three nines tatted on me, that sh-t is forever
if you got a problem with me, that’s cool, my brodie gon’ catch him a body
i’m in the studio rollin’ off percocet, and molly
i take a blue and a half, i spend some k on a raf
run up on me, got ak in my bag
i put that sh-t to yo’ ass-
eternity is along in time, but i’m on time, forever
i don’t understand why you go there
really wonder why you always go there
i don’t have anything to say but “woah, there”
why do you always go there?
she told me “go to h-ll”, i think i have a show there
i may have to go there, i heard there’s some dough there

[pre-verse]
b-tch don’t get involved
we will break yo’ back just like the f-cking law, hey
run up on me then i’m sending you up to god
i put that on god, everyday i been going hard
[verse 4]
i pull your b-tch, pull the trigger, then pull your car
just like chris brown or something, we may stomp the yard
f-cking with us it’s over with, i swear to god
n-ggas talking that sh-t but they don’t mean nothing to us
if you was a opp, then f-ck it you still an opp
(mumbling)- you still get popped
they took my brother from me, that sh-t f-cked my head up
i was still getting money though, it ain’t f-ck my bread up
the second day i got a call, sayin’ pull up here to do this, they was tryna setup
i ain’t go though, i’m still alive you hear me?
but if i catch ’em then it’s over, that’s on my granny
rockstar from the trenches, guitars and glocks and the same hair, n-gga
he passed the blunt, so now i’m finna smoke
get these thoughts off my head, this is real sh-t, is not a joke, uh
everywhere is off the top, don’t need a done

- juice wrld

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