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Lost Cause Lyrics


Artist: Juice WRLD

 

Lost Cause Lyrics

Lost Cause by Juice WRLD


[Intro]
Ayy
Uh huh, huh huh, huh huh

[Chorus]
She a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
Alone I ball, I ball, I ball, I ball
Just a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
Alone I ball, I ball, I ball, I ball

[Verse 1]
VVS jewels might blind your eyeballs
f**king on Juice, yeah she’s a bad one
Drop her like acid
f**kin’ on a white b**ch from the past tense
Niggas made outta plastic
.40 hit his walls, hit his plaster
I don’t got no pops, I’m a bastard
You don’t make sense, like saying rich backwards
Good kush, put it in the Backwoods
Good poles, run up it’ll be no good, I know
She know my heart colder than the North Pole
So she know lovin’ me is a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
I ball, lost cause, lost cause

[Chorus]
She a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
Alone I ball, I ball, I ball, I ball
Just a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
Alone I ball, I ball, I ball, I ball

[Verse 2]
Smokin’ loud, sh*t burn me up
Beat it up, Ike Turner her
I’m a killer, I’m a murderer
She tell me she never heard of us
You can smell us when we pullin’ up
Always smokin’ skunk, roll it up
You say you gangbang, throw it up
You don’t roll with us, you don’t roll with us
I’m a culprit, I don’t pray to no one, f**k that cult sh*t
Run up on me, big guns, you get offed quick
f**k that off switch
Thanking God that I made it out that mud sh*t
Niggas gay they drop the soap they on they sus sh*t
I’m like 2Pac with the Juice, I’m on my thug sh*t
Sippin’ codeine in my cup, I love that mud b**ch
Got a bad b**ch but she still been through the mud with it

[Chorus]
She a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
Alone I ball, I ball, I ball, I ball
Just a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
Alone I ball, I ball, I ball, I ball

[Verse 3]
If you want it, come and get it
I come from the trenches
Niggas thought that I was kiddin’ till I upped that Smith &
I be beatin’ up the kitten when I’m f**king b**ches
I may f**k your b**ch, dismiss ’em, I don’t even miss ’em
Up that .223 it hit ’em, one shot I won’t miss ’em
Off the lean when I hit got me reminiscin’
I just poured a deuce inside one cup, they say I’m trippin’
If I OD off this sh*t they gon’ say I went missin’
Label on me say my project poppin’ yeah it’s Pippen
Run up on me, .40 like you’re Pippen, leave me limpin’
b**ch I’m Slickback with that slap, you may just catch one if you talkin’ sh*t
All my niggas really with that teacher chalkboard chalkin’ sh*t
Like a switch or sumthin’ we turn him off a bit
Like a knob or sumthin’ we turn it off a bit

[Chorus]
She a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
Alone I ball, I ball, I ball, I ball
Just a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
Alone I ball, I ball, I ball, I ball

[Verse 4]
Got no peace
I get too high so I don’t eat
Don’t trust no friends, cause they police to snitch on me
Talkin’ that sh*t on me
I get so high so I don’t eat
Got no friends, these fans the police
They talk to police
I smoke on OG
I keep it on me
You don’t want no smoke, nah, but I give that for free
Hit ’em in his mouth, damn, now he got lockjaw
He ain’t tryna talk, nah
Snitches get stitches
These niggas be snitches
Snitches get coffins
That’s just how I’m livin’
That’s just how I’m bomin’
Try me if you trippin’
Ballin’ on these hoes I’m on my Bulls sh*t call me Pippen
Pull up, roof missing
My clip extended
Stevie Wonder nigga, take away your vision
Ballin’ like I’m MJ, fade away lil nigga
That b**ch bad, Kim K, fade away I’m wit her

[Chorus]
She a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
Alone I ball, I ball, I ball, I ball
Just a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
Alone I ball, I ball, I ball, I ball

[Verse 5]
They got me on Fader
.40 wit a laser
That b**ch for the haters
Hatin’ on the paper
I don’t do the tasers
I don’t do the tasers
Tell my own story, nigga I’m a narrator
I be high as hell, b**ch I’m outta your reach
Your boyfriend be tryna ball, b**ch I’m outta his league
You don’t want no smoke, you know I keep it on me
I don’t need no friends, I’m rich by my lonely
And your homies not really your homies
See your homies they really be police
And your homies not really your homies
See your homies they really be police
I don’t f**k wit ’em
One thing I never been was a f**k nigga
After I got my cash up I’m screaming f**k niggas
I don’t f**k wit ’em
Choppa in the trunk it heat ’em up, microwave dinner

[Chorus]
She a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
Alone I ball, I ball, I ball, I ball
Just a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
Alone I ball, I ball, I ball, I ball

[Verse 6]
I feel like lil Trump or sumthin’ I hate niggas
Choppa on my hip, you know it grate niggas
You know I done came up with them great niggas
Bathing Ape to hide my face, b**ch I go ape with it
Superman I’m off that yoppa like a cake, nigga
Choppa on me light yo’ candles, f**k yo’ cake nigga
f**k that cake up, f**k that cake up nigga
f**k that b**ch, but I won’t wake up wit her
She swallow my kids, she not my babysitter
Feel like Shaquille O’Neal in the paint, I baby niggas
I know niggas from Florida, lil Haiti niggas
Fifteen niggas in one crib, it was all of us
It was all or nothin’
Momma on my line, tellin’ me to stand for sumthin’
I can’t waste my time, did that off the Xans or sumthin’
Spend a couple bands, took that to Japan or sumthin’
It was all of us
It was all or nothing
We was arguin’ and fightin’, then was makin’ up
Relationships wasn’t nothin’ wit hoes we breakin’ up
Aimin’ in front of the police and all that, we was shakin’ up

[Chorus]
She a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
Alone I ball, I ball, I ball, I ball
Just a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
Alone I ball, I ball, I ball, I ball

[Verse 7]
Rockstar, still from the streets
Miami, b**ch I got the heat
Niggas they ain’t really f**kin’ wit me
.40 on me, bet it’s makin’ ’em bleed
f**k his b**ch, and then I’m making her leave
Pull off ride like 10 speed
Tell that b**ch to check her speed
Ask her if she got somewhere to be
Anywhere but here, b**ch you can’t be with me, yeah
Like I said before this ain’t no AirBnB, yeah
Ain’t no Netflix and chill, just Netflix and pills
That’s how I live
Ain’t no Netflix and chill, Netflix and pills

[Chorus]
She a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
Alone I ball, I ball, I ball, I ball
Just a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
Alone I ball, I ball, I ball, I ball

[Verse 8]
That’s your b**ch I just told her to swallow it
Grabbed the tips and then I went and hollowed it
Pull up on ’em like that Grand Theft Auto sh*t
Finger f**k the nina, fully auto it
Used to grip a ‘Tec with the cooling kit
Had to put the guns down, I’m too legit
I still keep it on me, boy who is this?
Used to run the trap with my brothers, put that on my mother
Money makin’ motherf**ker, car crack every summer
Remember we did a couple moves, then we rented out a f**kin’ Hummer
We said that we owned it, we was lyin’ b**ch we stole it
Run up, then it’s over choppa put you in a coma
Never had to be no thug, my brothers was thugs
Never had to do no coke, the Perc was drugs

[Chorus]
She a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
Alone I ball, I ball, I ball, I ball
Just a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
Alone I ball, I ball, I ball, I ball

[Verse 9]
She a trife wife, why you save her?
I don’t got time, dealin’ with the haters
Choppa make you dance, make you percolate up
She gon’ suck me now, she gon’ twerk it later
She say she do anything for the paper
Don’t listen to rumors or the allegations
She told me go to Hell, b**ch I’m here waitin’
b**ch I been Satan
b**ch I been gettin’ cash, niggas been playin’
b**ch I been dyed my hair, b**ch I been sayin’
b**ch I been been the man, b**ch I been with the bands
b**ch I been off the Xans
Choppa on me, b**ch I been Afghanistan

[Chorus]
She a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
Alone I ball, I ball, I ball, I ball
Just a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
Alone I ball, I ball, I ball, I ball

[Verse 10]
Feel like Kobe, b**ch I’m clutch
I ain’t never gave no f**ks
Feel like Kobe, b**ch I’m clutch
I’ma shoot your whole spot up
From the floor to the floor up
That’s your main b**ch, she toe up
Couldn’t even hit that b**ch, I almost threw up
Damn
If I wanted to f**k your b**ch, I could on the first date
Shoulda never brought her round a nigga in the first place
If I up this choppa damnit, it’s gon cause an earthquake
Cock it back, I let it go and make the Earth shake
I been runnin’ relay, racin’ like it’s first place
Pull up in the regal, .45 desert eagle
Don’t f**k wit you people, you know that I’m lethal
These niggas be see through
Nigga I don’t see you
Wouldn’t wanna be you
Sure would wanna beat you

[Chorus]
She a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
Alone I ball, I ball, I ball, I ball
Just a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
Alone I ball, I ball, I ball, I ball

[Verse 11]
I need four more hands or somethin’ holdin’ up all this paper
All these f**kin’ bands huh, runnin’ em’ bands up
I feel like Danny Phantom, in that phantom
She call me rich and handsome, with my hand gun
Don’t hold no b**ch for ransom. I’m too handsome
Yea I’m young rich and handsome, so these hoes gonna flock
Yea I’m handsome, when I grip my Glock




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