Paroles2Chansons dispose d'un accord de licence de paroles de chansons avec la Société des Editeurs et Auteurs de Musique (SEAM). Pissed off from the way that I don't fit in, I don't fit in. And even though on land when it rains it pours what's the hope for? Huh, pop pills and the pain lessons. You know how it go-ooh. This seems too good to be true, what's to it? Richer than a b*t*h, I can't go back (Yeah, yeah, yeah). I can hear the burn out yeah I go all out i can hear the burn. Estou em Paris sozinha, parece que algo está faltando. Download Music Mp3:- Juice WRLD - All Out (Unreleased) ». Not a role model, I just know how it go (Know how it go). Leave her in the past but I know I'll miss her. Then I'm scared we gone break up and fall out.
Feeling so unusual it's been that way for more than days, a couple years or so, they tell me that it's my anxiety like yeah I know, they tell me that sobriety is only road, road. I'm trapped and I can't run, in my head, um. Estou tentando comer sua alma fisicamente.
You ain't ever did me wrong. I hope this ain't a phase. I'ma shoot a motherfucker, I love your vibes, ooh. That's just how it is. I don't know I just wanted to hear your voice. I'm finally gettin' the feeling I was missin'. I don't love her for real, I'm just tryna make you jealous. Let's just take each others hearts like property. Pull up on the scenes, I need my weapon, yeah!
LLJW & Jakub tłumaczenia. Feel like I be runnin' a race I'm not winnin'. Heartbreak Hotel, leave a ho' hurt. Balling out like Kobe, oh. Prolly 'cause you told me leave the Xannies alone, baby. But she don't know that she don't got no competition. I pour you up some lean, with some D'ussé. Juice and Purps have worked on numerous tracks before. Biscotti in the Air. Damn, would you look at the time (Tick tock). Juice WRLD – Late Night Thoughts Lyrics. I'ma get rich, yeah. Ran into the devil today and she grinnin'. It was amazing (Ye-yeah). To sit out time for them learn now working for a new car.
Demons in my brain, love. Open up, like a Christmas present, yeah! You really had me feeling helpless. Fuck sippin', I'mma down a whole bottle. Dread my head just like I'm Coolio. I ain't gonna f**k it up, I ain't gonna.
Who this?, who this? Eu estava fora dos Xannies, ligando para o telefone, me sentindo errado, querida. In a motel layin′ with my sins, yeah. This a spaceship, all hands inside (Skrt). Huh, made another day, it's a blessing, yeah! Pockets fat, no diet b*t*h, Rick Ross.
When it fill my brain with drama. Having chest pains feelin' like I'm endin'.