Sometimes

Juice WRLD

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    Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
    Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
    Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, uh

    I wanna be by my lonely
    I pop these Perc' by my lonely
    I put in work by my lonely
    .40 on me, you know it’s my homie
    I wanna be by my lonely
    I take these Perc' by my lonely
    I put in work by my lonely
    .40 on me, you know that's my homie

    My mind sometimes gets dark and wild
    My mind sometimes
    I don’t wan' be bothered
    Inhale, exhale, breathing just got a little harder
    I mean well, I mean well
    All's well, it ends well
    Inhale, exhale
    Losing my sanity, probably
    I'll see you in hell
    Yeah, I'ma meet you there
    As of lately, my demons, they bother me
    When I'm sleeping, they sitting on top of me
    And wherever I go, they'll follow me
    I fell into the pit and it's bottomless
    They want my soul but it isn’t my property
    Try to take it from me, demonic robbery
    Crazy the way that the devil’ll lie to me
    Just leave me alone, I could do bad on my own
    I get high off my ass on my own
    Paranoia is strong
    What if she don't love me no more?
    I hope I’m wrong

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    Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
    Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
    Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes

    I wanna be by my lonely
    I pop these Perc' by my lonely
    I put in work by my lonely
    .40 on me, you know it's my homie, uh
    I wanna be by my lonely, uh
    I take these Perc' by my lonely, uh
    I put in work by my lonely
    .40 on me, you know that’s my homie

    Oh, there ain't no place like home
    I wanna go back home
    I hate the world we know, oh, oh, oh
    There ain't no place like home
    I wanna go back home
    I hate the world we know

    Mind fumbling, fumbling, fumbling, fumbling
    I wonder if, wonder if, wonder if, wonder if
    I'm gonna live, gonna live
    All these threats that I get from my enemies
    Wonder why I keep a .40 right next to me
    Scared of niggas running in my vicinity
    I'ma be the killer, ain't no one killing me
    That's a better choice like voting for Hillary
    Where I'm from, niggas don't give a fuck
    So we loadin' up and shootin' like documentary
    Numb to the core
    I don't wanna feel shit anymore
    I don't wanna feel rich anymore
    Know that they want me dead
    So I'm takin' meds until I fall on the floor
    I don't know who to call anymore
    I don't know what to call it anymore
    Tears fall like raindrops, but nah, I don't wanna ball anymore
    Pick up the rock, score
    I pill pop some more
    Why? It numbs me inside
    I know it ain't right, but it's part of the ride

    There ain't no place like home
    I wanna go back home
    I hate the world we know, oh, oh, oh
    There ain't no place like home
    I wanna go back home
    I hate the world we know

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    Composition: Miguel Curtidor, Otxhello, and Juice Wrld

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