Juice WRLD - Fall Through lyrics

Juice WRLD [Jarad Anthony Higgins]

[Juice WRLD - Fall Through lyrics]

Woah woah, woah
Woah, woah woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah woah, woah
Uh woah, woah
My name's JuiceTheKidd in case
You didn’t know now you know
You hear me?

Ayy where do I start?
I don't really know what to say
I just wanna thank God for a wonderful day
I just wanna thank God for
This blunt and this haze
That I'm about to roll up and
Put this shit to my face
I just hope my mom don’t
Think that I'm a disgrace
Cause she see weed, drugs
Girls all over the place
I'm just tryna' get this money
Put it all on a plate
So all my niggas weak can eat again
Then we'll be straight
I'm just tryna' get the money
I'm just tryna’ get the moola
I’m not tryna' be conceded though
And all my niggas in the streets, clips long
In them Rugers
Give they ass a reason to, yeah
And I’ve been chillin' with my goons
I've been chillin' with my demons, little
More then I needed to, yeah
And this verse go out to the girl, ayy, bitch
Fucked around, I needed you, uh, damn
I’ma go ahead and step out of my lane
I got money like Monopoly
But then again nigga, this is
Not one of them games, okay
These niggas so fool, I swear
These niggas so lame, ayy
But fuck them niggas, look
Yesterday, I had a revelation i saw me at a
Fancy restaurant makin' reservations
I saw me shakin' the world
Ain't talkin' about a Haitians
I saw me havin' attics and
I'm servin' in the basement
I saw me as a rap god and a trap god
Cause I rap hard and I trap hard
My brothers turned to fiends
Right out the backyard, damn
Why you frontin' in the backyard?
That's how a bitch nigga get his ass tossed
A couple shots will leave him
Layin' on the asphalt
And that's merched on me and on my homies
Run up on me
I'ma leave your girlfriend lonely
I'll take you out the picture
Take you out the picture
Life is just a movie
I'm just writin' my description
Boy, I swear to God all
I see is these visions my niggas in the cut
They comparin' us to scissors
We sharp, in the water looking like sharks
Two bitches at a time, nigga no Noah's Ark
Fly in this bitch, ain't talkin' Bonaparte
Talkin' dumb to me and I'ma
Tear your bones apart that's real
I don't really know how to say it
I don't really wanna say it, fuck around
I'ma spray it i got the gun on my hip
Nigga fuckin' keep playin'
I swear to god I'm the man
Motherfucker not playin' i'm so serious
Poppin' Xans until I'm delirious
All these monkeys like George
A little too curious
Hope you niggas hearin' it
Too fast for the furious
Niggas talkin' dumb and that choppa
Go ahead and kill him
Boy I swear I'ma turn up, excited delirium
Huh? Like excited delirium

Yeah, reflections just like a mirror shit
JuiceTheKidd is my name
Life is just a picture
I'm just tryna make myself a frame
Yeah, somebody show me the ways to this game
Cause I'm through playin' games
Yeah, I'm through playin' games

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