Juice WRLD – Die to Live

Juice WRLD – Die to Live Lyrics

Artist: Juice WRLD
Song: Die to Live

ATL Jacob
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh
Skrt, skrt, skrt
I got drive like four wheels
In my mind off four pills

No I can’t feel
Blurry vision at the steering wheel (Yeah)
But I’ma steer it still (I can’t)
‘Cause you gotta die to live (Skrt, skrt, skrrt)

I got drive like four wheels
In my mind off four pills
No I can’t feel (I can’t)
Blurry vision at the steering wheel (Yeah)

But I’ma steer it still (Yeah)
‘Cause you gotta die to live
Taking risk after f#cking risk, after f#cking risk
I remember I had to water whip, almost f#cked my wrist up

Now it’s houses in the f#cking hills, rich as f#ck for real
‘Member she ain’t let me f#ck her then, now she gon’ let me get some
Droppin’ the Wock in the fruit punch
‘Member rockin’ the Robins and toting guns

And I got ice like Toboggan and drip like a faucet
It’s Gucci my ooh, Gucci my closet
You better not try to rob us, my n#gg#s ridin’
Double R truck I pull up they inside it

Bought my b#tch a new watch I knew she was excited
To shine on these b#tches that hate that she got it
Haters gon’ hate everyday I don’t doubt it
Success make a hater go straight suicidal

I’m smokin’ exotic, my car is exotic
My girl is exotic, she solvin’ my problems
I was hangin’ with killers and drillers and dealers
And thieves, and juggers, finessers and robbers

I got rich I’m still hangin’ with killers and drillers
And thieves, finessers, them juggers and robbers (Skr, skr, skrr)
I got drive like four wheels
In my mind off four pills

No I can’t feel (I can’t)
Blurry vision at the steering wheel (Yeah)
But I’ma steer it still (Yeah)
‘Cause you gotta die to live (Skrt, skrt, skrrt)

I got drive like four wheels
In my mind off four pills
No I can’t feel (I can’t)
Blurry vision at the steering wheel (Yeah)

But I’ma steer it still (Yeah)
‘Cause you gotta die to live
Uh
I touch the ceiling off the perc

Remember when I was stealing all the percs
Remember when I was moving all the work
Remember when I was covered in sin I ain’t know what to do, I was making sh#t work
Funeral service, my n#gg#s leavin’ earth

No one was there when my dick was in the dirt
No one was there when my bro was in a hearse
I made it far, yeah, yeah, yeah
Had to give it my all, yeah, yeah, yeah

From the way that I ball, shots that I call
All of them fall, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don’t go in the mall, why
‘Cause I think I been bought it all, right

But the money don’t catch my fall
No one’s there when I call, right
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh
Skrt, skrt, skrrt
I got drive like four wheels

In my mind off four pills
No I can’t feel (I can’t)
Blurry vision at the steering wheel (Yeah)
But I’ma steer it still (Yeah)

‘Cause you gotta die to live (Skrt, skrt, skrrt)
I got drive like four wheels
In my mind off four pills
No I can’t feel (I can’t)

Blurry vision at the steering wheel (Yeah)
But I’ma steer it still (Yeah)
‘Cause you gotta die to live
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Release Year: 2019

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