Juice
Man, what's your problem?
You're my fuckin' problem!
People sweat us on the street
And you don't even give a fuck
That's bullshit, man!
We run from the cops
We run from Radames
We run from security guards
We run from Old Man Quiles
And his bullshit store
When he come with that bullshit gun
All we do is fuckin' run!
I feel like I'm on the god damn track team
Ahhh, niggaz think they got the juice
Till that shit get real
Homicide & daffodils place you on her Gildan
What's her size nigga
Don't nobody miss you dawg, you was nobody
I'm trying to stay afloat, demons always rock the boat
Champagne toast to the most high, in these winter coats
It gets cold nigga, watch your soul stay in vogue yeah
Keep your eyes peeled banana clips can make an icy road
Slip and fall, slip and fall, coast
The most that you can do when yo life is by the rope
Life moves on and everyone gotta go dawg
Life ain't fair and everybody got a vote
Make you walk the plank they gon make your ass shark food
Loss of rank harpooned, watch you drown cartoon
Wash away yo fate by end of the day you was close though
The devils larking man his trying to take your soul
What have you done, you don't have a name
Lost to yourself, lost to the game
Thought you had some juice
Ran out of outta juice yeah
I try to keep my cool icy
Pray the lord never smite me
I'm not perfect I'm not a saint I know that
That's why I keep that bible close
Keep it close to my heart
And put your family first and keep my enemies close
Why do doves cry why do we go through things
Never close to right
Keep yo spirits high
Let them float, let 'em touch the sky
Like Kanye said gotta touch the sky
Gotta touch the sky, gotta touch the sky
Credibility goes a long way like agility
Gotta shake and move make 'em guess your moves
Lose em in the groove
Throw a rouse in the mix
Cause niggaz think they got the juice
It was never you I had to hunt for food
What have you done, you don't have a name
Lost to yourself, lost to the game
Thought you had some juice
Ran out of outta juice
You're my fuckin' problem!
People sweat us on the street
And you don't even give a fuck
That's bullshit, man!
We run from the cops
We run from Radames
We run from security guards
We run from Old Man Quiles
And his bullshit store
When he come with that bullshit gun
All we do is fuckin' run!
I feel like I'm on the god damn track team
Ahhh, niggaz think they got the juice
Till that shit get real
Homicide & daffodils place you on her Gildan
What's her size nigga
Don't nobody miss you dawg, you was nobody
I'm trying to stay afloat, demons always rock the boat
Champagne toast to the most high, in these winter coats
It gets cold nigga, watch your soul stay in vogue yeah
Keep your eyes peeled banana clips can make an icy road
Slip and fall, slip and fall, coast
The most that you can do when yo life is by the rope
Life moves on and everyone gotta go dawg
Life ain't fair and everybody got a vote
Make you walk the plank they gon make your ass shark food
Loss of rank harpooned, watch you drown cartoon
Wash away yo fate by end of the day you was close though
The devils larking man his trying to take your soul
What have you done, you don't have a name
Lost to yourself, lost to the game
Thought you had some juice
Ran out of outta juice yeah
I try to keep my cool icy
Pray the lord never smite me
I'm not perfect I'm not a saint I know that
That's why I keep that bible close
Keep it close to my heart
And put your family first and keep my enemies close
Why do doves cry why do we go through things
Never close to right
Keep yo spirits high
Let them float, let 'em touch the sky
Like Kanye said gotta touch the sky
Gotta touch the sky, gotta touch the sky
Credibility goes a long way like agility
Gotta shake and move make 'em guess your moves
Lose em in the groove
Throw a rouse in the mix
Cause niggaz think they got the juice
It was never you I had to hunt for food
What have you done, you don't have a name
Lost to yourself, lost to the game
Thought you had some juice
Ran out of outta juice
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