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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Juice WRLD
Juice WRLD
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Songwriter
Jarad Higgins
Jarad Higgins
Songwriter
Adam Feeney
Adam Feeney
Songwriter
Carl Rosen
Carl Rosen
Songwriter
Andrew Watt
Andrew Watt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Watt
Andrew Watt
Producer
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Producer
Frank Dukes
Frank Dukes
Producer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Max Lord
Max Lord
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I been livin' fast, fast, fast, fast
Feelin' really bad, bad, bad, bad
Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast
But hurry up and get in your bag, bag, bag, bag
I wear Dior, not a fad, fad, fad, fad
I know why these **** gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad
My hand on my trigger, I'ma die with respect, yeah
Fuckin' with my money, you'll get dealt like that, yeah
I took too many pills, countin' up the bills, uh
Molly in my cup, I can't tell you how I feel
Uh-uh, last call
Uh-uh, it's gnarly
Every day I be countin' up, countin' up the bills
Gotta win sometimes when you always lose
I get high as a bitch, still the same dude I was back then
And now I'm lost and confused
I ain't see it coming
I ain't see it coming
But it still came
I'm talking 'bout life, aye (Talkin' 'bout life)
I been livin' fast, fast, fast, fast
Feelin' really bad, bad, bad, bad
Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast
But hurry up and get in your bag, bag, bag, bag
I wear Dior, not a fad, fad, fad, fad
I know why these **** gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad
My hand on my trigger, I'm gon' die with respect, yeah
Fuckin' with my money, you'll get dealt like that, yeah
I go through so much, I'm 19 years old
It's been months since I've felt at home
But it's okay 'cause I'm rich, psych
I'm still sad as a bitch, right
I don't want nobody to think that I'm a asshole
I don't try to be mean on purpose, I promise
My momma taught me better than that, I'll be honest
I'll blame it on the drugs and this life I'm involved in
I ain't see it coming
I ain't see it coming
But it still came
I'm talking 'bout life, aye (Talkin' 'bout life, yeah)
I been livin' fast, fast, fast, fast
Feelin' really bad, bad, bad, bad
Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast
But hurry up and get in your bag, bag, bag, bag
I wear Dior, not a fad, fad, fad, fad
I know why these **** gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad
My hand on my trigger, I'm gon' die with respect, yeah
Fuckin' with my money, you'll get dealt like that, yeah
Elevate, elevate, elevate myself now
On the ground, one the ground, haven't been myself, but
It's okay, it's cool, won't push the issue
What happens next? The story be continued, yeah
I been livin' fast, fast, fast, fast
Feelin' really bad, bad, bad, bad
Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast
But hurry up and get in your bag, bag, bag, bag
I wear Dior, not a fad, fad, fad, fad
I know why these **** gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad
My hand on my trigger, I'm gon' die with respect, yeah
Fuckin' with my money, you'll get dealt like that, yeah
(This is fire)
(Yeah, yo)
(This is fire)
Written by: Adam King Feeney, Andrew Wotman, Carl Austin Rosen, Jarad Higgins, Louis Russell Bell
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