Correction Paroles Scarface (London) [Original Version] par Juice WRLD

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(808 Mafia)
(ATL Jacob)

I'm in London with my slatts
I ain't see this comin' when I was out there movin' packs
I was down bad on my ass, n***a, that's a fact
Slam thirty slugs in that MAC, pray I make it back
I'm Al Pacino, Scarface, kilos in the walls in my trap
f**k n***a, shut your trap, 'fore we put you on the map
I'm up in Reno, at a casino, tryna stack all of these racks
Life's a race, we first place, all them opps, we overlapped

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Yeah, cash never runnin' out, time to bring the tommies out
Pills make my tummy shout, used to sell them by the playground
I ain't with the f**k around, baby, I don't f**k around
.50 Cal hit his brow, I let off a couple rounds
Look at me now like Chris Brown, sold-out shows, jump in the crowd
Love my girl, she hold me down, I love my forty, it be holdin' me down
Percocet, it controllin' me now, I take a couple of thirties, then wild
Do it 'cause my dad was wild, far from a pastor child
Rockin' the Owens, yeah, that was Rick, you see all this sh*t I did
Not just 'cause I imagined it, actually worked for it
Now I'm up in London, yeah, chillin' on the Forbes
Pills in my stomach, yeah
Ain't no lil' boy, I ain't scared of nothin'
So, I'm at your head like concussion
Me and Gunna finna wet up the function
Smoke a n***a like a pack of Runtz
Percocets got me like a zombie, I need a Pack-a-Punch
Uh, watch me roadrun, leavin' these n***as in the dust

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