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letra de juice wrld - mjpaid & fordio

[intro]
(ooh, sh-t, that’s a danny g beat)
(you’re not making this easy, kyle)
(meech)

[verse 1: mjpaid & fordio]
don’t got no bust, but my chain do
direct deposit ten bands, god came through
ain’t got no wock’, still pain cool
really, i perfer the tris’, kinda hate to choose

[verse 2: mjpaid]
[?] light dub on me ’cause i hate to lose
bro’ll blow you just for muggin’, better not make a move
well, n-gga say he rich, must be april fools
he ain’t got no bank, he ain’t knowin’ where to take the [?]

[verse 3: fordio]
he ain’t really schooled, even if i said he wouldn’t know
n-gga, if you really put in work, it’d really show
sh-t, you wouldn’t believe what i did on thе road
goin’ brick for brick, a couple keys, couple phonеs, this sh-t on the floor
try to teach my boy the juggs but he’d rather tote
ain’t never tried to stick my hand out, got it on my own

[verse 4: mjpaid]
doin’ shows, hittin’ stores why i’m on the go
she be playin’ with her p-ssy when i’m on the road
(take me to juice wrld like i’m signed to interscope)
(i got way more money than you, you can’t call me lil’ bro)
tryna school me, tell me somethin’ that i didn’t know
first team, ain’t no city that i didn’t go
[verse 5: fordio]
go take a risk, see what you hittin’ on
throw this h-ll, it’s just me and my styrofoam
the drank my man, she mad she gotta play the side ho
used to the juggs, no, i can’t do it with my eyes closed

[verse 6: mjpaid]
switchin’ timezones
see, this sh-t up on my neck cost five ‘bows
same sh-t he throwin’ up same sh-t he die for
ain’t n0body lookin’ for you, what the f-ck you hidin’ for?
you ain’t hittin’ sh-t when you shoot, what you slidin’ for?
backstage of the freak, miranda cosgrove
i was gettin’ giffies out of sam’s club, not lowe’s
n-ggas cappin’, what the f-ck you gotta lie for?
(i don’t never see this one n-gga, hope he die slow)

[verse 7: fordio]
ice from hutch rose gold, go out sad, oh no
i ain’t really nothin’ like my peers, i’m an old soul
free my songs, they set him down for years ’cause they never fold
672, i’m with my brothers if they right or wrong
can’t feel my mud cup, i’m like, “what the f-ck is goin’ on?”
tryna pull a hundred, t-o-d, and i ain’t comin’ home
i score a pint everytime i feel a runny nose
my punctures hittin’, you would’ve thought my back was on the ropes
an easy lay, when i score, my brothers score
an easy lay, when i score, my brothers score

- mjpaid fordio

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