Juice WRLD - Past Tense lyrics
Juice WRLD [Jarad Anthony Higgins] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Juice WRLD - Past Tense lyrics]
Oh, oh, oh
(All I wanna do is get high with my friends)
All I wanna do is get high with my friends
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
All I wanna do
All I wanna do is get high with my friends
If I die in the process, it'll be the end
Just a kid from the projects
I was born to win
In a world full of darkness
I was born to sin
Getting stuck in the past tense
Cause the present ain’t shit but elastic
They stretching the truth like it matter
Getting high off my thoughts, but I manage
Things ain't going exactly as planned
Devil on my shoulder like, "what's up?"
I look back, I’m like, "what's up?"
He spoke up, he said, "good luck"
I said, "I don't need luck"
Then he pulled out the blue pills
Damn, I think I need 'em
Damn, I think I need 'em
Damn, I think I need 'em
Chop-choppa on my hip, ngga, no freeze
No cocaine, that's a nosebleed
Fuck nggas think that they know me
Outta space, I don't got no peace
Gun on my hip, yeah, my piece
I don’t run from shit but the police
Now I’m damn near finna start
Shooting at them too
Blaow, blaow, blaow, let 'em have it
T-t-two blue pills in my hand
Am I ’gon take 'em and get high again?
Am I 'gon lace myself in all them meds?
Going too hard off the percs with the friends
Ngga, fuck your cash, went and got my own
No Jay-Z, better watch the throne
My hand all on my chrome
Bite down on the molly, yeah, like "mmm"
All I wanna do is get high with my friends
If I die in the process, it'll be the end
Just a kid from the projects
I was born to win
In a world full of darkness
I was born to sin
Getting stuck in the past tense
Cause the present ain’t shit but elastic
They stretching the truth like it matter
Getting high off my thoughts, but I manage
Things ain't going exactly as planned
Things ain't going exactly as planned
Making mistakes but I say to myself:
"The mistakes that I make
They won't happen again"
So even when I lose, lil ngga, I win
I don't got nothing to lose
I got everything to win
Favorite pill-color blue
Take two with the gin
Cold sweats, stomach fucked up
What the fuck, bruh?
I'm going through the same withdrawals again
Lost in my mind, I know it's a trance
I'ma fly high, ngga, in these D&G pants
If I die high, ngga, just know I was mad
That I ain't get the chance
To get high again (Chance to get high again)
(Chance to get high again)
All I wanna do is get high with my friends
If I die in the process, it'll be the end
Just a kid from the projects
I was born to win
In a world full of darkness
I was born to sin
Getting stuck in the past tense
Cause the present ain't shit but elastic
They stretching the truth like it matter
Getting high off my thoughts, but I manage
Things ain't going exactly as planned
(All I wanna do is get high with my friends)
All I wanna do is get high with my friends
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
All I wanna do
All I wanna do is get high with my friends
If I die in the process, it'll be the end
Just a kid from the projects
I was born to win
In a world full of darkness
I was born to sin
Getting stuck in the past tense
Cause the present ain’t shit but elastic
They stretching the truth like it matter
Getting high off my thoughts, but I manage
Things ain't going exactly as planned
Devil on my shoulder like, "what's up?"
I look back, I’m like, "what's up?"
He spoke up, he said, "good luck"
I said, "I don't need luck"
Then he pulled out the blue pills
Damn, I think I need 'em
Damn, I think I need 'em
Damn, I think I need 'em
Chop-choppa on my hip, ngga, no freeze
No cocaine, that's a nosebleed
Fuck nggas think that they know me
Outta space, I don't got no peace
Gun on my hip, yeah, my piece
I don’t run from shit but the police
Now I’m damn near finna start
Shooting at them too
Blaow, blaow, blaow, let 'em have it
T-t-two blue pills in my hand
Am I ’gon take 'em and get high again?
Am I 'gon lace myself in all them meds?
Going too hard off the percs with the friends
Ngga, fuck your cash, went and got my own
No Jay-Z, better watch the throne
My hand all on my chrome
Bite down on the molly, yeah, like "mmm"
All I wanna do is get high with my friends
If I die in the process, it'll be the end
Just a kid from the projects
I was born to win
In a world full of darkness
I was born to sin
Getting stuck in the past tense
Cause the present ain’t shit but elastic
They stretching the truth like it matter
Getting high off my thoughts, but I manage
Things ain't going exactly as planned
Things ain't going exactly as planned
Making mistakes but I say to myself:
"The mistakes that I make
They won't happen again"
So even when I lose, lil ngga, I win
I don't got nothing to lose
I got everything to win
Favorite pill-color blue
Take two with the gin
Cold sweats, stomach fucked up
What the fuck, bruh?
I'm going through the same withdrawals again
Lost in my mind, I know it's a trance
I'ma fly high, ngga, in these D&G pants
If I die high, ngga, just know I was mad
That I ain't get the chance
To get high again (Chance to get high again)
(Chance to get high again)
All I wanna do is get high with my friends
If I die in the process, it'll be the end
Just a kid from the projects
I was born to win
In a world full of darkness
I was born to sin
Getting stuck in the past tense
Cause the present ain't shit but elastic
They stretching the truth like it matter
Getting high off my thoughts, but I manage
Things ain't going exactly as planned