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Juice Wrld - Just Another Death Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, hey

[Chorus]
Just another bitch runnin' through my head
Just another heart, just another death
Just another first and a last breath
I feel like she left me in the past tense
Looking for a father figure nah, I'm a bastard
I'm getting rich and it ain't making sense like rich backwards
Rolling up the stench, in the backwoods
Sitting on the bench while I'm balling on the hardwood, yeah

[Verse 1]
On another lever, go to hell, I get so high
I fought a whole another devil likе yeah
Chain on another bezеl feel like Megadeath
My choppa just like heavy metal, right, yeah
The past is a bitch and an ugly one
I'm smoking on spliff yeah a musty one
I ain't got time for the love
But I ain't got time for giving up
I put in too much work to be taken for granted
Me and her was supposed to go rule all the planet
She making that shit hard to do, like hitting granite
[Chorus]
Just another bitch runnin' through my head
Just another heart, just another death
Just another first and a last breath
I feel like she left me in the past tense
Looking for a father figure nah, I'm a bastard
I'm getting rich and it ain't making sense like rich backwards
Rolling up the stench, in the backwoods
Sitting on the bench while I'm balling on the hardwood, yeah

[Verse 2]
I'm gon' tell you 'bout yourself and where you at
And your mind and in your brain, that shit fried, huh
You don't love me, you prolly wish I die
I'm already dead, I told you this before
I still ball like okafor
Walk through like it's open doors
You ain't nothin' but an open whore
I fell in love with another whore
She cut my heart like another sword
Kick flip like another board
Next level, I'm on a whole another board, hey

[Chorus]
Just another bitch runnin' through my head
Just another heart, just another death
Just another first and a last breath
I feel like she left me in the past tense
Looking for a father figure nah, I'm a bastard
I'm getting rich and it ain't making sense like rich backwards
Rolling up the stench, in the backwoods
Sitting on the bench while I'm balling on the hardwood, yeah