Correction Lyrics High Again (Withdrawals) [Studio Session] by Juice WRLD

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Lyrics

Ooh, all I wanna do, oh, oh (Get high with my friends)
All I wanna do is get high with my friends
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-oh
All I wanna do
Hahaha

All I wanna do is get high with my friends (Friends)
If I die in the process, it'll be the end (End)
Just a kid from the projects, I was born to win (Win)
In a world full of darkness, I was born to sin (Sin)
Getting stuck in the past tense, 'cause the present ain't sh*t but elastic (Elastic)
They stretching the truth like it matter (Matter)
Getting high off my thoughts, but I manage (Manage)
Things ain't going exactly as planned (Exactly as plannеd)

Devil on my shoulder like, "What's up?"
I look back, I'm likе, "What's up?"
He spoke up, he said, "Good luck"
I said, "I don't need luck"
Then, he pulled out the blue pills
Damn, I think I need 'em
Damn, I think I need 'em
Damn, I think I need 'em
All I wanna do is get high with my friends (Friends)
If I die in the process, it'll be the end (End)
Just a kid from the projects, I was born to win (Win)
In a world full of darkness, I was born to sin (Sin)
Getting stuck in the past tense, 'cause the present ain't sh*t but elastic (Elastic)
They stretching the truth like it matter (Matter)
Getting high off my thoughts, but I manage (Manage)
Things ain't going exactly as planned (Exactly as planned)

Things ain't going exactly as planned
Making mistakes but I say to myself:
"The mistakes that I make, they won't happen again"
So even when I lose, lil' n***a, I win
I don't got nothing to lose, I got everything to win
Favorite pill-color blue, take two with the Gin
Cold sweats, stomach f**ked up, what the f**k, bruh?
I'm going through the same withdrawals again
Lost in my mind, I know its a trance
I'ma fly high, n***a, in these D&G pants
If I die high, n***a, just know I was mad
That I ain't get a chance to get high again

Chance to get high again (Chance to get high again)
Chance to get high again (Chance to get high again)
Choppa on my hip, n***a no freeze
No cocaine, that's a nosebleed
F**k n***as think that they know me
Outer space, I don't got no peace
Gun on my hip, yeah my piece
I don't run from sh*t, but the police
Now I'm damn near finna start shootin' at them too
I will never know [mumbling] went through
Two blue pills in my hand
Am I gon' take them and get high again?
Am I gon' lace myself and all the meds?
I'm too high off the percs with the friends
N***a f**k yo' cash, went and got my own
No Jay-Z, better watch the throne
My hand all on my chrome
Bite down on the molly, yeah, like mmm

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