Fast

Juice WRLD

Score: 36
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Played: 59

Album:

Death Race For Love

Released: 09 Dec 2019

Wiki:

On “Fast,” Juice WRLD reflects on how his life has taken off since fame and how fast the world is moving around him.

Lyrics:

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[Chorus] I been living fast, fast, fast, fast Feeling really bad, bad, bad, bad Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast Better hurry up and get in your bag, bag, bag, bag I wear Dior, not a fad, 'ad, ’ad, 'ad I know all these niggas gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad My hand on my trigger, I’ma die for respect, yeah Fucking with my money, you'll get dealt like that, yeah [Verse 1] I took too many pills, countin' up the bills, uh Molly in my cup, I can't tell you how I feel, uh Oh, last call Oh-oh, it's gnarly Every day I be counting up, counting up the blues Gotta win sometimes when you always lose I get high as a bitch, still the same dude I was back then, but now I'm lost and confused [Pre-Chorus] I ain't see it coming I ain't see it coming But it still came I’m talkin’ 'bout life, ayy (Talkin’ 'bout life) [Chorus] I been living fast, fast, fast, fast Feeling really bad, bad, bad, bad Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast Better hurry up and get in your bag, bag, bag, bag I wear Dior, not a fad, 'ad, 'ad, ’ad I know all these niggas gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad My hand on my trigger, I'ma die for respect, yeah Fucking with my money, you'll get dealt like that, yeah [Verse 2] I go through so much, I'm 19 years old It's been months since I 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 an asshole I don't try to be mean on purpose, I promise My mama taught me better than that, I'll be honest I blame it on the drugs and this life I'm involved in [Pre-Chorus] I ain't see it coming (I ain't see it) I ain't see it coming (I ain't see it) But it still came (Yeah, yeah, it still came) I'm talkin' 'bout life, ayy (Talkin' 'bout life) [Chorus] I been living fast, fast, fast, fast Feeling really bad, bad, bad, bad Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast Better hurry up and get in your bag, bag, bag, bag I wear Dior, not a fad, 'ad, 'ad, 'ad I know all these niggas gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad My hand on my trigger, I'ma die for respect, yeah Fucking with my money, you'll get dealt like that, yeah [Bridge] Elevate, elevate, elevate myself Now I'm on the ground, on the ground, haven't been myself But it's okay, it's cool, won't push the issue What happens next? A story to be continued, yeah [Chorus] I been living fast, fast, fast, fast Feeling really bad, bad, bad, bad Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast Better hurry up and get in your bag, bag, bag, bag I wear Dior, not a fad, 'ad, 'ad, 'ad I know all these niggas gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad My hand on my trigger, I'ma die for respect, yeah Fucking with my money, you'll get dealt like that, yeah [Outro] This is fire, hahaha, yeah This is fire