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lost cause (v2) - juice wrld lyrics

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[intro]
mmh
ayy
uh*huh, huh*huh, huh*huh

[chorus]
she a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
alone i ball, i ball, i ball, i ball
just a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
alone i ball, i ball, i ball, i ball
[verse 1]
vvs jewels might blind your eyeb*lls
f*cking yesjulz, yeah, she’s a bad one (ayy)
drop her like acid
f*ckin’ on a white b*tch from the past tense (ayy)
n*ggas made outta plastic (uh)
.40 hit his walls, hit his plaster (ayy)
i don’t got no pops, i’m a b*st*rd (ayy)
you don’t make sense, (uh) like saying rich backwards
good kush, (ayy) put it in the backwoods
good poles, (uh) run up it’ll be no good, i know (uh)
she know my heart colder than the north pole (uh)
so she know lovin’ me is a lost cause, lost causе, lost cause
mmh*mmh i ball, lost cause, lost cause (yеah)

[chorus]
she a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
alone i ball, i ball, i ball, i ball
just a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
alone i ball, i ball, i ball, i ball

[verse 2]
ayy, she a trife wife, why you save her? (hmm)
i don’t got time, dealin’ with these haters, (uh)
choppa make you dance, make you percolate up, (huh)
she gon’ suck me now, she gon’ twerk it later, (huh)
she say she do anything for the paper, (uh)
don’t listen to rumors or the allegations
she told me go to h*ll, b*tch, i’m here waitin’
b*tch, i been satan
b*tch, i been gettin’ cash, n*ggas been playin’
b*tch, i been dyed my hair, b*tch, i been saiyan
b*tch, i been, been the man, b*tch, i been with the bands
b*tch, i been off the xans (yeah)
choppa on me, b*tch, i been afghanistan
[refrain]
she a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
alone i ball, i ball, i ball, i ball

[chorus]
she a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
alone i ball, i ball, i ball, i ball
just a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
alone i ball, i ball, i ball, i ball

[verse 3]
they got me on fader
.40 wit a laser
that b*tch for the haters
hatin’ on the paper
i don’t do the tasers
i don’t do the tasers
tell my own story, n*gga i’m a narrator
i be high as h*ll, b*tch i’m outta your reach
your boyfriend be tryna ball, i’m outta’ his league (uh)
you don’t want no smoke, you know i keep it on me (uh)
i don’t need no friends, i’m rich by my lonely (ayy)
and your homies not really your homies (ayy)
see your homies they really be police (ayy)
yea’ your homies not really your homies (ayy)
see your homies they really be police (ayy)
[bridge]
i don’t f*ck wit ’em (uh)
one thing i never been was a f*ck n*gga (huh)
after i got my cash up i’m screaming f*ck n*ggas (uh)
i don’t f*ck wit ’em
choppa in the trunk it heat ’em up, microwave dinner

[chorus]
she a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
alone i ball, i ball, i ball, i ball
just a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
alone i ball, i ball, i ball, i ball

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