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letra de the race - juice wrld

[intro]
murda on the beat so it’s not nice

[chorus]
tell me she don’t love me, she don’t feel me (yeah)
drownin’ in my sorrows baby, 10 feet (yeah)
i remember i was wearing 10 deep (yeah)
now i’m wearing gucci to my track meets (yeah)
i’ll be d-mned if these f-ck n-ggas catch me (yeah)
i’ll be d-mned if these f-ck n-ggas p-ss me (yeah)
but i catch a f-ck n-gga like a taxi (yeah)
leave a p-ssy n-gga leakin’, need a maxi

[verse 1]
i’m too busy rolling off the molly
this is why i don’t f-ck with parties
aye, my brother had to send up a party
n-ggas in the a was tryna act gnarly
i’m a smoker, feel like bob marley
run a train on your b-tch, that’s a trolley
tony hawk on my grind, no ollie
self-destruct off the drugs, kamikaze
i don’t think that anyone can stop me
you ain’t police b-tch, why you tryna cop me
i don’t think that anyone can stop me
i’m not a beat b-tch, you know you can’t drop me

[verse 2]
i took too many drugs, ’bout to od
i robbed too many plugs out the og
i remember when we came up on 5 piece
i remember when we ran from the police
these n-ggas really thinking that they know me
n-gga you don’t know me cause of ig
i can prolly f-ck your b-tch on the high key
i’ma keep her in check n-gga, nike
i done fell in love with the perkies
i’m on go, i’m on go, n-gga flying
run up on me, i’m strapped n-gga dying
traumatized, leave a f-ck n-gga crying

- juice wrld

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