Last Day

(LAST DUDE ON THE TRACK!)

(Pour cod enie and I sing when I'm mad,mad,mad)

(Le-le-le an)

(Le-le-le an,oh)

(Let's go)

I pour cod eine on the scene,interrupt my dream,Ni**a,I'ma be mad(Yeah)

F*ck you mean,I'm gettin' this green,I'm gettin' to the cream and cash(Yeah)

Always I'ma keep a gun on me ,I dare if a ni**a try and blast

I already think I'm dyin', ain't finna let nobody gimme my last day

Two blues to the face,can't see straight

You reased your car no rebate

I remember doing Xan *x bars in the stars

I was tryna sleep my days away

I remember feeling washed up like that gold clock around the neck of Flavor Flav

Nowadays,I wake up and I pray

That I won't go astray

B*ch,I'm a criminal,turned to a general,don't do subliminals,uh,uh(Ayy)

B*ch,I ain't feeling you,never been into you

Emotionally,I'm killing you(Uh)

Bathing Ape tennis shoe,designewr plentiflul

Make it look simple,uh,uh

B*ch I ain't licking you,b*ch I ain't eating you

Your man just sent you off

Two d*cks in my pants,pause

One is the cilp and one is my d*ck

One of 'em will shoot your man in the face,and the other one,it start abusing your jaw

Ni**as be fake and they incriminate you,will never know if I'm abusing the law

Circle is small,oh,oh

Like a red dot,oh,oh

I pour cod eine on the scene,interrupt my dream,Ni**a,I'ma be mad(Yeah)

F*ck you mean,I'm gettin' this green,I'm gettin' to the cream and cash(Yeah)

Always I'ma keep a gun on me ,I dare if a ni**a try and blast

I already think I'm dyin', ain't finna let nobody gimme my last day

Two blues to the face,can't see straight

You reased your car no rebate

I remember doing Xan *x bars in the stars

I was tryna sleep my days away

I remember feeling washed up like that gold clock around the neck of Flavor Flav

Nowadays,I wake up and I pray

That I won't go astray

Every day fell like the same sh*t

And every time that I'm alone,that's when the pain hit

I smoke a wood filled with Biscotti,now I'm painless

They told me stop,f*ck it,I'm young,rich,and dangerous

Dressed in some named shit

I see the same sh*t

Get the f*ck from 'round me with the fake sh*t,I hate it

How you wife that ho?She no basic,she brain me

No,I can't trust a soul,they just say sh*t,I can't be

This sh*t is all I know,so it's f*ck you,b*ch,pay me

I pour co deine on the scene,interrupt my dream,Ni**a,I'ma be mad

F*ck you mean,I'm gettin' this green,I'm gettin' to the cream and cash(Yeah)

Always I'ma keep a gun on me ,I dare if a ni**a try and blast

I already think I'm dyin', ain't finna let nobody gimme my last day

Two blues to the face,can't see straight

You reased your car no rebate

I remember doing Xan *x bars in the stars

I was tryna sleep my days away

I remember feeling washed up like that gold clock around the neck of Flavor Flav

Nowadays,I wake up and I pray

That I won't go astray

(Le-le-lean)

(Le-le-lean,oh)

(I smoke a wood filled with Biscotti,now I'm painless)

(LAST DUDE ON THE TRACK!)

Juice WRLD R.I.P 999