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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Juice WRLD
Juice WRLD
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Max Lord
Max Lord
Songwriter
Jarad Higgins
Jarad Higgins
Songwriter
Filip Gezin
Filip Gezin
Songwriter
Jack Cohen-Mungan
Jack Cohen-Mungan
Songwriter
Andrew Migliore
Andrew Migliore
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Max Lord
Max Lord
Recording Engineer
No Love For The Middle Child
No Love For The Middle Child
Producer
Audio Jacc
Audio Jacc
Producer
Michelle Mancini
Michelle Mancini
Mastering Engineer
Gezin
Gezin
Producer

Lyrics

It goes down, down, down when the plug is in town My prescriptions, fill 'em out, pills get passed around Run, run, run, run away from my pain now I feel like passing out Why do I feel irrational? Running out of pills, now it's time to ration out Until the plug come back around Until the plug come back around Sometimes it just be hard, man Everybody got they demons, everybody got they vices Everybody got they own opinion on what life is That shit had me feeling lifeless Uh, one, two, three, four, five, six hunnid I was just counting my sins Everywhere I go, I see dark, don't know where to begin Every morning on my knees, praying to God that we win Fuck it, let's win it then, I got rich, bought my momma a crib How much are you willing to spend? This money don't mean shit But I still put them diamonds on my wrist to make niggas sea sick But lately, I been on my deep shit (deep shit) On that life is a mountain and niggas don't know how steep it is We'll give it all away, just to stay sane They be playing the same games Duckin' and dodgin' all my pain Still a gun on my waist, hey Shoot a fuck nigga in the face, okay But it's back inside my brain Nowadays, shit isn't really the same Super serious, this shit ain't a game I feel delirious, beast in the cage Getting furious, but I ain't fearing it All my demons standing up in my face Used to pour lean in the Minute Maid, drank so dirty, it need a maid Damn, that's some dirty ass drank, ayy It goes down, down, down when the plug is in town My prescriptions, fill 'em out, pills get passed around Run, run, run, run away from my pain now I feel like passing out Why do I feel irrational? Running out of pills, now it's time to ration out Until the plug come back around Until the plug come back around
Writer(s): Jarad Higgins, Max Lord, Jack Cohen Mungan, Andrew Migolre, Filip Gezin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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