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letra de meadows (studio session) - juice wrld

[chorus]
blood on the rose petals
ever been k!lled in the meadow?
the nights get cold, ghetto
doing anythin’ to keep the heat on
they tell us that we ain’t special
chip on my shoulder for that one
now a n-gga ball hard like an and1
no loss, i’m the boss, i’m the champion

[verse 1]
big dog, it’s about time to take the leash off
it’s a d-mn shame i’m above y’all
k!ll ’em all while goin’ through withdrawals
bankroll look too thick like nicki
car transform like my name witwicky
or was the name taylor, k!ll ’em off swiftly
get rich, or die trying, like 50
and i got a chopper with a fifty
make it jump like a cricket, no jiminy
feel likе santa, i was jumpin’ down they chimneys
robbery, now i’m gеttin’ rich
i should go and buy a mazdi
gas cost a grip, n-gga, highway, robbery
skate on a beat, like my first name rodney
brother still shootin’ up parties
i remember we were doin’ that off the molly (yeah)
[chorus]
blood on the rose petals
ever been k!lled in the meadow?
the nights get cold, ghetto
doing anythin’ to keep the heat on
they tell us that we ain’t special
chip on my shoulder for that one
now a n-gga ball hard like an and1
no loss, i’m the boss, i’m the champion
blood on the rose petals
ever been k!lled in the meadow?
the nights get cold, ghetto
doing anythin’ to keep the heat on
they tell us that we ain’t special
chip on my shoulder for that one
now a n-gga ball hard like an and1
no loss, i’m the boss, i’m the champion

[outro]
no loss, i’m the boss, i’m the champion
no loss, i’m the boss, i’m the champion
no loss, i’m the boss, i’m the champion

[verse 2]
give me a minute to chill, yeah
give me a minute to chill
give me a minute to chill
woke up, hung over
i don’t know sober, if it slap me ‘cross the face
i’ve been slapped for a couple of days
my cup runneth over, i’m lookin’ for closure
what else can i say?
uh, but the only thing i found was the bullsh-t
preachin’ like a pastor at a pool-pit
but this not no church
it’s h-ll on earth, it’s h-ll on earth to the fullest
i’ve preachin’ like a pastor at a pool-pit
but this ain’t no church
it’s h-ll on earth, it’s h-ll on earth to the fullest
i’ve preachin’ like a pastor at a pool-pit
but this ain’t no church
it’s h-ll on earth, it’s h-ll on earth to the fullest
[verse 3]
i smoke back-woods filled with my demons
i pop my pills filled with my demons
sorrow, depression, they used that against as a weapon
i’m so hungry i came back for seconds, yeah
i need to chill, i fell in-love with drinks and the pills
i fell in-love with the love and the thrills
ion wanna know what happens after that
everythin’ i say, girl you can’t battle that
arguments, confrontations, we are far, far from perfect
but i know that you’re worth it, without you, i’ll be worthless, that’s just facts
how come when i call, you the first one to call me back
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout trains baby girl but i’m off track
get me back on track, feel like it’s been forever since we f-cked
i’m tryna get back on that, but it was just earlier today
feels like forever ago, i wanna know how we are today
i just got the keys, my soul, shorty got the keys to my soul
i don’t wanna be alone, i don’t wanna be alone
shorty got the key to my soul, shorty got the key to my soul
i don’t wanna be alone, baby, i don’t wanna be alone
same message, different bottle, one way or another
flow so raw, mix tape prolly gon’ cum with a rubber, haha
flow so raw, mix tape cum with a rubber
listenin’ to “relapse” wonderin’ if i should have a relapse, uh
should i sake up? haha, so cold, burrr’ need to run that back
[verse 4]
i had a plan all along, not a pled, not a man up
had a plan all along, i ain’t wanna be left alone
had a plan all along, needed your hand in mine, yeah i know
had a plan along, hoof
i had a plan along, need in you in my hands, i know
i knew all along, when we first met at the studio
instinct, i-i-instinct, chemistry, instinct
since the infant, symmetry, different, i was different
i wasn’t the same as n-gga’s i kept my distance, uh
still in the streets, woah uh aye, still had the street talk
still had the street swag, uh aye, wasn’t makin’ beats woah, uh uh
wasn’t makin’ beats nah i was only k!llin’ ’em, uh aye
i feel like a beast woah, uh aye, i feel like a beast, woah
unleash the beast mode, up down left right x y
i just entered in a cheat code, woah

[verse 5]
smoke my wood and chill
in hollywood but i’m still from the wishin’ n-gga
can’t be touched ‘lil too rough
some like a virgin cause i can’t be f-cked over
holy, never sober, what the f-ck have i been doin’?
i’ve been on top, yeah yeah, i been on, uh
that b-tch came from babylon, yeah
d-mn, i love babylon, yeah, yeah i know that she from babylon
huh aye
bad b-tch from babylon, yeah
i think i met my girl in babylon, yeah
i think i fell in-love in babylon, yeah
hittin’ gardens, beg my pardon
wonder where i parked this aston martin
bentley truck, no keys to start it, i just push it, clip dump like garbage
never gave a f-ck, no
met her in the hiddin’ gardens, gardens
we met up in babylon, yeah, i took her to babylon, yeah
girl let’s go to babylon, yeah
let’s go up to babylon, run a whole d-mn thing like a triathlon

[verse 6]
don’t get involved (don’t get involved)
i know it’s not the same as it used to be, but that’s not my fault
i rip my heart out my chest
i put it on the ground
leave it on that sidewalk
everywhere i walk, everythin’ i say
i feel like a god-god, but i know i’m far from it
pull out the choppa, f-ck n-gga start runnin’
i feel like i’m birdman, d-mn, you know i’ma get it stunnin, yeah
i’ma pull up ina bentley, yeah, off-road like a hummer, skrt

[verse 7]
it’s dark outside and it’s cold
kinda like the outside parts of my soul
lone wolf, shorty might howl at the moon
trip off shrooms, i ain’t coming back soon
f-ck this earth, nature is cool, but i hate these folks
hang myself with songs i wrote
no need for a noose, im tired of this rope

[verse 8]
paint my nails, give me h-ll
for not bein’ like you, b-tch oh well
you dress like him and you act like her
b-tch i act like me, i dress so well
r-e-v-e-n-g-e on my body like ocd, i’m clean
i got it like that
shout it til’ i drop
got time on my hands
i’ma hourglass to the sand

[outro]
no loss, i’m the boss, i’m the champion
no loss, i’m the boss, i’m the champion
no loss, i’m the boss, i’m the champion

- juice wrld

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