Miss The Rage
Every rockstar
I miss the rage
I miss the rage (Woah-oh-oh)
I miss the rage
I miss the rage (Woah-ooh)
I miss the rage
I miss the rage (Woah-oh-oh)
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the things we had
I remember it all
I never said that I was sad
I remember it all
I miss the things we had
I remember it all
I never said that I was sad
I remember it all
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
Prescription meds, all in my head
I'm so high, I don't know what I said
Misunderstood, that's understood
Just as I want, I do just as I should
All I know is get the cash, get the bag, all that
Got a choppa on my hip, I let it blast, fall back
Fuck a bad bitch then kick her out
What you call that?
American Idol, she was trying out, ain't no call back
Every day I ball 'till I foul out, oh yeah
Niggas talkin' stupid, I ain't want they ass in here
Red beam on the glizzy, shoot you down like a reindeer
With them red coats, I feel like I'm Paul Revere
Juice WRLD, it's Juice WRLD
I split this shit in two worlds, for your girl
I gave your bitch her own world, that's her world
She still live in Juice WRLD, in Juice WRLD, oh
Catch me if you can
Choppa from a different country, that bitch from Iran
It's funny when I up it, them niggas said I ran
I never gave no fuck, I'm on my fucking shit again
Every day I get buckets, I just told your bitch to suck it
If you ain't talkin' 'bout money, fuck it
I'm gon' go ahead and change the subject
Thinkin' nothin' of it, bake a nigga like a oven
Told this bitch I need some lovin'
After that, she sucked it
Brrah
I miss the rage
I miss the rage (Woah-oh-oh)
I miss the rage
I miss the rage (Woah-ooh)
I miss the rage
I miss the rage (Woah-oh-oh)
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the things we had
I remember it all
I never said that I was sad
I remember it all
I miss the things we had
I remember it all
I never said that I was sad
I remember it all
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage (Woah-oh-oh)
I miss the rage
I miss the rage (Woah-ooh)
I miss the rage
I miss the rage (Woah-oh-oh)
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the things we had
I remember it all
I never said that I was sad
I remember it all
I miss the things we had
I remember it all
I never said that I was sad
I remember it all
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
Prescription meds, all in my head
I'm so high, I don't know what I said
Misunderstood, that's understood
Just as I want, I do just as I should
All I know is get the cash, get the bag, all that
Got a choppa on my hip, I let it blast, fall back
Fuck a bad bitch then kick her out
What you call that?
American Idol, she was trying out, ain't no call back
Every day I ball 'till I foul out, oh yeah
Niggas talkin' stupid, I ain't want they ass in here
Red beam on the glizzy, shoot you down like a reindeer
With them red coats, I feel like I'm Paul Revere
Juice WRLD, it's Juice WRLD
I split this shit in two worlds, for your girl
I gave your bitch her own world, that's her world
She still live in Juice WRLD, in Juice WRLD, oh
Catch me if you can
Choppa from a different country, that bitch from Iran
It's funny when I up it, them niggas said I ran
I never gave no fuck, I'm on my fucking shit again
Every day I get buckets, I just told your bitch to suck it
If you ain't talkin' 'bout money, fuck it
I'm gon' go ahead and change the subject
Thinkin' nothin' of it, bake a nigga like a oven
Told this bitch I need some lovin'
After that, she sucked it
Brrah
I miss the rage
I miss the rage (Woah-oh-oh)
I miss the rage
I miss the rage (Woah-ooh)
I miss the rage
I miss the rage (Woah-oh-oh)
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the things we had
I remember it all
I never said that I was sad
I remember it all
I miss the things we had
I remember it all
I never said that I was sad
I remember it all
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
I miss the rage
Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Carter, Michael Lamar Ii White, Cas Van Der Heijden
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