10 Feet - Juice WRLD

Jarad Higgins/Arin Ray/Camden Bench

Jarad Higgins/Arin Ray/Camden Bench

Uh I don't wanna try bruh

Uh acidic a bunch of bad habits with

Bad magic can't disappear and re-appear in the same sentence I'm bad at it

The Mad Hatter the Perc packer

The mom thrasher

The Perc mixed with the syrup turn me into a contractor

A straight tweak so high I can't speak

Been three weeks I still haven't met my peak

Like I could be someone other than myself

Like I could find a little Heaven up in my Hell

Yeah I know it never ever end well

Yeah I know I always fall victim to a rich spell

Uh like abracadabra

The flow so raw forgot to grab Magnums

Been raw-doggin' b***hes ever since I went platinum

I feel like Hell full of bad b***hes

Wonder if it's room in Heaven for savages

My life's a canvas I'm paintin' in blood like a cannibal

Rip off his head and I salvage it huh

A little too graphic

At least you n***as know that I still got the passion

Of someone who don't got s**t but the clothes on they back

And its been that way since way back since

Like I'm a killer or somethin'

These n***as lip-singin' like Milli Vanilli or somethin'

I'm like Lil' Wayne I got a milli-milli-milli or somethin'

I guess I'm rich in broke pockets

Bountiful my soul's empty so deep ten feet

Times ten feet

F**k love it's gon' take more to convince me that you with me

And not against me

Where I'm from we loaded up

Pop out and turn n***as into mince meat