Juice Back

Man, man, man, you should hate yourself

Look into a mirror, ****, rate yourself

Look at the shit that we doing, motivate yourself

Brace yourself

I done got my motherfucking juice back (Yeah)

I done got my motherfucking juice back (I got my Juice)

I done got my juice back

I done got my motherfucking juice back

Motherfucking

Juice, juice, juice-juice-juice, juice, juice

Okay, juice

Back in the game like it's twister, my ****

Right on the spot like it's Twister, my ****, skrrt, get it

I been under pressure lately, a bit too much to make a diamond if it's estimated

A bit too much to weigh the music and the school shit

And it's all because I try to balance both, like I have to make it

I need a lot of hate for the stress, I'm givin' out a lot of babies every day

She blowing up my phone with the text, like she think she got a baby on the way

I tried to tell her to get rid of it, but all she do is call me ignorant

We always fighting over some little shit, I'm cold-hearted, I'm evil, I'm inconsiderate

And I'll be goddamned, I can't worry 'bout Pampers

The weight on my shoulders is just enough damage

I dropped a hell of a tape, took a break, now I'm working on something to match it

Me and that rude boy name Major is major, that happens when talent is natural

I got my juice and it's time I say something to these rappers

Something to these rappers

Man, man, man, you should hate yourself (You should hate yourself)

Look into a mirror, ****, rate yourself (****, rate yourself)

Look at the shit that we doing, motivate yourself

Brace yourself

I done got my motherfucking juice back (Yeah)

I done got my motherfucking juice back (I got my Juice)

I done got my juice back

I done got my motherfucking juice back

Motherfucking

Juice, juice, juice-juice-juice, juice, juice

Yeah

Okay, juice

I drop that Price City mixtape, and then a **** went silent

I did way too many **** a solid

When bae told me she feeling nauseous

I prayed to God and then he responded

I been feeling way, way, way, way up

Getting cake, but I only let them see the cookie jar

Working in private, I never bothered nobody but

I still wish a **** would up on a shooting star

****, you drop one song that they don't fuck wit' and they gon' hate you

Them **** ain't fam to me, if that blood ain't thicker then Yellow Pages

Fuck it, I'll bleed out an ocean

My **** humble until you provoking

My little **** stronger, man, this is what I told them

The grass is only greener when you smoking, ****

So I be where the garden at

Had you check my pockets and they feeling like a parliament

Pardon that

But when you buzzing, look at how they try to call you back

And the real ones that with you won't run

Whoever's there now should have been there from one

Some will ride with you, and some will ride on you

What goes around comes back around like a blunt, ****

Man, man, man, you should hate yourself (You should hate yourself)

Look into a mirror, ****, rate yourself (****, rate yourself)

Look at the shit that we doing, motivate yourself

Brace yourself

I done got my motherfucking juice back (Yeah)

I done got my motherfucking juice back (I got my Juice)

I done got my juice back

I done got my motherfucking juice back

Motherfucking

Juice, juice, juice-juice-juice, juice, juice

Okay, juice