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