Bury My Problems (Explicit)-Juicy J

歌手 : Juicy J
语种 : 英语
时长 : 04:29

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TXT Bury My Problems (Explicit)-Juicy J 文本歌词

Bury My Problems (Explicit) - Juicy J
Lyrics by:Jordan Houston
Composed by:Jordan Houston
Produced by:Juicy J/Hitkidd
All I wanna know is where the cheese at
Where the keys at
Keep it easy
You don't wanna get skeeted
Yeah I rob yeah I steal
Yeah I'll put your body in a field
Man this pain run deep
I'm sippin' drank to go to sleep
Fightin' demons in my head
I trust you far as I can see
Man this pain run deep
I'm at the bank six times a week
**** it up but I'm discrete
Don't compare you can't compete
Man this pain run deep
I'm sippin' drank to go to sleep
Fightin' demons in my head
I trust you far as I can see
Man this pain run deep
I'm at the bank six times a week
**** it up but I'm discrete
Don't compare you can't compete
***** just thought she seen a ghost
All this power like I'm ghost
Got this Glock this ***** a ghost
With a switch now your a*s toast
I might pop out with a loaf
Can't pick one 'cause I want both
Know some shawtiws they on go
They better not never get your lo'
It's the d**gs they takin' over
If I'm not sober I act a fool
Cover the dirt with diamonds
Cover the bullet wounds with tattoos
Buried my problems in mulah
First time I took shrooms I was too high
I stop my feelings with pain meds
It's nasty but I chew mine
Straight in my bloodstream
Walk inside the club mean
Mad as hell that I'm this fly
A ***** can't hug me
Without the pain I might be broke
If that's the case I want some more
Demons can't wait 'til I doze off
But them Addies keep me woke
Man this pain run deep
I'm sippin' drank to go to sleep
Fightin' demons in my head
I trust you far as I can see
Man this pain run deep
I'm at the bank six times a week
**** it up but I'm discrete
Don't compare you can't compete
Man this pain run deep
I'm sippin' drank to go to sleep
Fightin' demons in my head
I trust you far as I can see
Man this pain run deep
I'm at the bank six times a week
**** it up but I'm discrete
Don't compare you can't compete
Can't-can't-can't compete
Can't-can't-can't-can't compete
Can't-can't-can't compete
Can't-can't-can't-can't compete
On the phone you hear my arguin'
I'm dealin' with some heat
The therapist blow my line up
Makin' sure it's not the streets
'Cause goin' back ain't a problem
It's the niggas that's with me
If the police pull me over
All this stress might get released
Multi-platinum rapper thug
Mugshot on channel 3
I just smoke my w**d
Sometimes it's all I need to ******* breathe
Run a million-dollar business
Nigga none of this is easy
I got cribs around the country
Nigga good luck if you see me
H*es blowin' up my line knowin'
I'm married ***** you needy
Changed my number on this game
My next bag worth somethin' silly
You can't understand your pain
Tell somebody you need help
'Cause nigga I did the same
To make sure I don't hurt myself
Man this pain run deep
I'm sippin' drank to go to sleep
Go to sleep
Go to sleep
Go to sleep
Go to sleep
You can now dial 988 if you're
Experiencing a mental health crisis
Mental health crisis mental health crisis
In this slow
In this slow
In this slow
In this slow
In this slow
In this slow
In this slow
In this slow
Gangster-a*s city we ain't goin' out sad
Quick to run up on a nigga
Put the money in the bag
I'm a Northside nigga
Had to run up me some cash
Goyard luggage thirty
Thousand for a bag
M-Land nigga welcome to the murder capital
We know you ain't never did ****
Who you cappin' to
My lil' nigga made it to the news
He went national
Mob ties if I give a look
Then they whackin' you
This our city this our town
Catch you out of bounds
Then you know it's going down
H*es shakin' a*s and they
Throw it on the ground
Settin' niggas up when that money come around
You can get your issue ain't
Got time for the arguin'
Babies on the powder Johnson and Johnson
Front-row seats me and D on the hardwood
Still ain't ******* with a couple niggas
But it's all good
Real wig splitters real money getters
First time I counted up a mil' I got jitters
Dirty-a*s ******* with the bugs and the critters
Lame-a*s niggas in the club with the killers
She a real d**k swallower
You ain't gotta gas her up
Posted online what she do to these niggas
Buyin' all the bottles up
******* all the models up
Hell naw I ain't got no love for you niggas
Gangster-a*s city
We ain't goin' out sad
Quick to run up on a nigga
Put the money in the bag
I'm a Northside nigga
Had to run up me some cash
Goyard luggage thirty thousand for a bag
M-Land nigga welcome to the murder capital
We know you ain't never did ****
Who you cappin' to
My lil' nigga made it to the news
He went national
Mob ties if I give a look
Then they whackin' you
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Westwood Orange Mound
North Memphis South Memphis
Westwood Orange Mound