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reminisce (good days freestyle) - juice wrld lyrics

[chorus]
i miss ridin’ round town with my friends
.40 in the stash box, we ain’t come to start nothin’
cooler than the boys in the band
color in my dreadlocks, choker on me, headlock
good days, good days, reminisce the good days
close my eyes, i tell myself it’s okay
good days, good days, reminisce the good days
close my eyes, i tell myself it’s okay

[verse 1]
now we’re all grown up
we all came a long way from the start
we all went the wrong way once or twice
we can’t help that sh*t, it’s life
i miss my old friends, remember we was doin’ xans
up in school the teachers said, “we would be in jail or dead”
now i make way more money than them
hit up the plug, spend they rent, i bought a pint of red hi*tech
i miss my mom, i miss my friends
i miss my house, i miss my pet, “laila, fetch,”
ma come to l.a, i’ll get you a jet
got off my ass and i got to a check
feelin’ sorry for the n*ggas who slept
yeah, on me and my gang ’cause we runnin’ sh*t this year
f*ck a phone, i’m gon’ hold them hundreds to my ears, (ay)
[chorus]
i miss ridin’ round town with my friends
.40 in the stash box, we ain’t come to start nothin’
cooler than the boys in the band
color in my dreadlocks, choker on me, headlock
good days, good days, reminisce the good days
close my eyes, i tell myself it’s okay
good days, good days, reminisce the good days
close my eyes, i tell myself it’s okay

[verse 2]
cigarettes and percs’ make my best work, (yeah)
cigarettes and percs’ make my chest hurt, (yeah)
cigarettes and percs’ boost my net*worth, (ay)
rich n***a junkie, (ay)
still could f*** yo’ mommy, (ay)
stepping in givenchy, (ay)
maybe dior or somethin’, (ay)
thinkin’ back to when my bed was on the floor or somethin’, (ay)
now i count dead presidents with me in the morgue, dog days
i got the bag, i got the drip, i keep a torch always
remember they was looking at me sideways
now i’m getting the big bucks
ridin’ ‘round with the stick tucked
me want no problems, me want no mixups
i just want dollars, me wanna get richer
50 bags in all cash, they was tryna block my visa
if i seen a young n*gga richer than me, i wouldn’t like me either
i keep it on me, got me walkin’ like an old geezer
if he wanna fight, then i’ll beat him to a seizure
if he wanna die, i bet satan wanna meet him
mask on my face, put revenge on my t*shirt
(put revenge on my t*shirt, put revenge on my t*shirt, put revenge on my t*shirt, put revenge on my t*shirt)
[chorus]
i miss ridin’ round town with my friends
.40 in the stash box, we ain’t come to start nun’
cooler than the boys in the band
color in my dreadlocks, choker on me, headlock
good days, good days, reminisce the good days
close my eyes, i tell myself it’s okay
good days, good days, reminisce the good days
close my eyes, i tell myself it’s okay

[verse 3]
s*** so much at stake, it’s so much at stake
still gotta put a f*** n*gga up in his place
he ain’t know i kept it on my waist (on my waist)
f*ck it, went and upped it anyway
(anyway, anyway)
they don’t know i keep one on my waist
(on my waist)
f*ck it, had to up it anyway
(any, anyway)
they don’t know i keep it on my waist
(on my waist)
f*ck it, had to up it anyway
(anyway)
if he talkin’ crazy, f*ck it
i would bust it any day (any day)
that’s on my momma, on my grandad, on my gang (on my gang)
already know it’s f*** that s*** you claim
(claim)
f*** that cl!ck you clang, (yeah)
i know tyler, ain’t no disrespect, (yuh)
we be at these n*gga’s necks, (yuh ay)
got a b****, she given head, (yuh ay)
and she do that for a percocet, (yuh ay)
she be poppin’ percocets for real, (yuh ay)
everywhere i go, i’m down to drill, and
everywhere i go, i’m down to k!ll, (yeah)
i told that n*gga this is not a drill
that .40 on me too, i keep a drill
you don’t want no problems over here
i told you i been ballin’ since a kid
feel like just a kid
(just a kid, just a kid)
[verse 4]
any day i’m f****d up
fell in love with a w**** or somethin’, (yeah, yeah, yeah, huh)
push that start b*tton, (ay)
brand new car, i can’t wait to race it on they a**, (huh)
roll up og gas, i may just face it on they a**, (huh)
yo lil’ b**** my favorite, (huh)
my music on her playlist, (huh)
dye my hair like satan, (huh)
f*** n*gga, i ain’t playin’ her
gucci round my back, keep that semiauto’ in that, (yeah)
pull up on em, get clapped like a ‘round of applause
ay, they clapped like a ‘round of applause
circle full of hoes, huh, ‘round of applause
circle full of hoes, huh, ‘round of a*broad
(huh yuh, wonderful broad, yeah)

[chorus]
i miss ridin’ round town with my friends
.40 in the stash box, we ain’t come to start nun’
cooler than the boys in the band
color in my dreadlocks, choker on me, headlock
good days, good days, reminisce the good days
close my eyes, i tell myself it’s okay
good days, good days, reminisce the good days
close my eyes, i tell myself it’s okay

[outro]
*juice walks away from the mic*
“i’m finna smoke again, you wanna come?”

- juice wrld lyrics

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