Unreleased archive entry

Friends Die (Fuck Up Out Your Feelings)

Juice WRLD

Friends Die (Fuck Up Out Your Feelings) lyrics

Intro Ayy turn the music up for me Chris Oh oh oh oh oh yeah I found my closure lost my composure High til its over aint over til its over   Chorus Count the winnings Huh yeah fuck up out your feelings Yeah Get to the millions Huh yeah fuck up out your feelings Yeah Dawg these bitches Huh ya dig fuck up out your feelings Yeah And dont forget to get high Huh live life with no ceilings Yeah Getting high to get by watch my friends die Uh huh See em in the distance Damn you gotta be kidding Damn Getting high to get by watch my friends die Huh See em in the distance Damn you gotta be kidding Uh   Verse 1 The worlds gettin colder friends die young Dont believe in older they all die young My heartbeat is slower codeine sipper No Im not a poser Im a power tripper Yeah I got so high that I aint never come back Yeah I ran the train to get her on the right track yeah Thats your bitch Nigga how do you like that Dont worry bout it well send her right back   PreChorus Yeah yeah yeah yeah Woah woah woah just got that colder The world on my shoulders Ill keep my composure Just to find some closure   Chorus Count the winnings Huh yeah fuck about your feelings Yeah Get to the millions Huh yeah fuck about your feelings Yeah Dawg these bitches Huh ya dig fuck about your feelings Yeah And dont forget to get high Huh live life with no ceilings Yeah Getting high to get by watch my friends die Uh huh See em in the distance Damn you gotta be kidding Damn Getting high to get by watch my friends die Huh See em in the distance Damn you gotta be kidding Uh   Verse 2 Yeah this gon be a hard pill to swallow But you may not live to see tomorrow So dont just sit here in your sorrows Look for some happiness here you could borrow some And here goes some Codeine it cost a car note Dont sip it and drive youll crash the Murciélago Then you may die before sunrise That mean you aint live to see tomorrow I said so   PreChorus Yeah yeah yeah yeah Woah woah woah just got that colder The world on my shoulders Ill keep my composure Just to find some closure   Chorus Count the winnings Huh yeah fuck about your feelings Yeah Get to the millions Huh yeah fuck about your feelings Yeah Dawg these bitches Huh ya dig fuck about your feelings Yeah And dont forget to get high Huh live life with no ceilings Yeah Getting high to get by watch my friends die Uh huh See em in the distance Damn you gotta be kidding Damn Getting high to get by watch my friends die Huh See em in the distance Damn you gotta be kidding Uh