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Paroles de la chanson Conversations par Juice WRLD
Oh my God, Ronny
The devil in my phone he wanna talk
But I'm not really here for conversations
I can have my cake and eat it too
I just gotta make a reservation
Chillin' in my head but it's hot
Flames everywhere, I see Satan
Demons tryna run up in my spot, a lot
Really, really runnin' out of patience
Timing, timing, timing, all about timing, timing, timing
Sit back in my chair, relaxing and reclining
He has not a care in the world, no, I'm lying
Takin' all these meds to the face got me flyin'
The devil in my phone he wanna talk
But I'm not really here for conversations
I can have my cake and eat it too
I just gotta make a reservation
Chillin' in my head but it's hot
Flames everywhere, I see Satan
Demons tryna run up in my spot, a lot
Really, really runnin' out of patience
Timing, timing, timing, all about timing, timing, timing
Sit back in my chair, relaxing and reclining
He has not a care in the world, no, I'm lying
Takin' all these meds to the face got me flyin'
Takin' all these meds to the face got me dyin'
Smoke 'til my mind fryin', eyes red, high and crying
Numb that pain with oxy and Dior, yeah, pricey
Juice like 2Pac Shakur, no Ice-T
Givenchy, Louis V, Double V, icey
Wedding ring, better things, better half, wifey
Only things numbing me from this hard life, uh
The devil in my phone he wanna talk
But I'm not really here for conversations
I can have my cake and eat it too
I just gotta make a reservation
Chillin' in my head but it's hot
Flames everywhere, I see Satan
Demons tryna run up in my spot, a lot
Really, really runnin' out of patience
Smoke 'til my mind fryin', eyes red, high and crying
Numb that pain with oxy and Dior, yeah, pricey
Juice like 2Pac Shakur, no Ice-T
Givenchy, Louis V, Double V, icey
Wedding ring, better things, better half, wifey
Only things numbing me from this hard life, uh
The devil in my phone he wanna talk
But I'm not really here for conversations
I can have my cake and eat it too
I just gotta make a reservation
Chillin' in my head but it's hot
Flames everywhere, I see Satan
Demons tryna run up in my spot, a lot
Really, really runnin' out of patience
Waiting, waiting, waiting, sittin' up
Waiting, waiting, waiting, contemplating
My heart racing
Feels like I'ma die every second of the day
So, I gotta get high
Ain't no coming down, ain't no coming down, why?
My anxiety bring me down, that's the fuckin' downside
It's like every time I ball, I just end up offside
This light of mine goes dim tonight
Will I be alright?
Let me guess, no answer, right?
The devil in my phone he wanna talk
But I'm not really here for conversations
I can have my cake and eat it too
I just gotta make a reservation
Waiting, waiting, waiting, contemplating
My heart racing
Feels like I'ma die every second of the day
So, I gotta get high
Ain't no coming down, ain't no coming down, why?
My anxiety bring me down, that's the fuckin' downside
It's like every time I ball, I just end up offside
This light of mine goes dim tonight
Will I be alright?
Let me guess, no answer, right?
The devil in my phone he wanna talk
But I'm not really here for conversations
I can have my cake and eat it too
I just gotta make a reservation
Chillin' in my head but it's hot
Flames everywhere, I see Satan
Demons tryna run up in my spot, a lot
Really, really runnin' out of patience
Flames everywhere, I see Satan
Demons tryna run up in my spot, a lot
Really, really runnin' out of patience
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