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juice wrld - shoot for love (og version) lyrics

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intro

oh, no, oh, oh
things a year ago…
i like that

things were different a year ago
i needed a mericle
something happened, it was kinda spiritual
im like, what kinda of drugs im on?
things were different a year ago
i needed a mericle
something happened, it was kinda spiritual
like, what kinda of drugs im on?

i told her, “baby don’t call my phone” (ya ya)
im off of the drugs i’m gone (ya ya)
ill text you when i get home
outer sp+ce, i roam (ya ya)

no im not alone
i am all alone
… they be having lunch with me, ohh
it wasn’t this way, a year ago
i needеd a mericle
something happеned, it was kinda spiritual
there we go, now here we go
they trying to sign a n+gga, its a mericle
… like a year ago

they claim they would get high so i made them get low
can i, can i, can i, get em like a limbo
choppa full of lead its gon’ blow like a pencil
dead homie hit my blunt, i smoke that extendo

said he bring percies, she gon’ shake it out the window
… her that’s your winslow
im gon’ get that money cause i say so
guapo, pacoes, in the cut, lay low

bridge…

it was something a year ago
i needed a mericle
something happened it was kinda spiritual

chorus:
things were different a year ago
i needed a mericle
something happened, it was kinda spiritual
im like, what kinda of drugs im on?
things were different a year ago
i needed a mericle
something happened, it was kinda spiritual
like, what kinda of drugs im on?

i told her, “baby don’t call my phone” (ya ya)
im off of the drugs i’m gone (ya ya)
ill text you when i get home
outer sp+ce, i roam (ya ya)

no im not alone
i am all alone
… they be having lunch with me, ohh
it wasn’t this way, a year ago
i needed a mericle
something happened, it was kinda spiritual

there we go, now here we go
they trying to sign a n+gga, its a mericle
… like a year ago

they claim they would get high so i made them get low
can i, can i, can i, get em like a limbo
choppa full of lead its gon’ blow like a pencil
dead homie hit my blunt, i smoke that extendo



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