A Letter To X lyrics

[Part I]

[Verse: Juice WRLD]
Rex made the beat, so you know I gotta murder it
They act all tough, but in person, they be murmuring
And mumbling, pull a gun out, they get to stumbling, tumbling
And the chopper get to thundering
sh*tting on all these haters, like, where the plunger at?
I'm excited, 'cause now I can throw a party and all the people that hated on me won't be invited
True Religion on me like the Buddha, Indian style, I'm enlightened
I remember up in kindergarten, the teacher told me I wouldn't be sh*t
And then she saw me play the piano and made all the other kids sea sick
Even though I got a couple demons, I'm still screaming out, "Thank Jesus"
Upside down pyramid on me just to compliment the Jesus pieces
I was a fan of Yu-Gi-Oh, that's why I pull cards on these stupid hoes
Got a arrow, not a bullet, Cupid ho, ha, yeah
I pop Perc's to numb all the pain 'cause it hurt to live
I gotta take everything 'cause sometimes it hurt to give
I make money even though sometimes it don't make sense
Speaking of taking everything, it's time to take sh*ts on every single person that said I wouldn't do it
Every single person that said I was stupid
Every single person that said I was that Netflix special, what's the name of the show? Ah, Clueless
But no, I ain't clueless, I got this
I'm on top so now nobody can top this
Now it's time to change the topic
I got a way with words, like I'm running with a phonics book
In school I didn't do the homework but I still got the subjects
Money ain't the object, money is the objective, gotta admit that
I'm successful but I feel like my head sometimes a little dreadful
I grew up on rock, rap, heavy metal
Now I'm ridin' bikes, pedal to the metal
I don't even gotta pedal, it's a throttle, so excuse me
These n*ggas faker than some optical illusions
I be looking like, "What the f*ck is you doing?"
You ain't getting money, you ain't changing sh*t, you ain't changing the world, you just stupid
Talkin' bout you crackin' cards, selling drugs, killing n*ggas, and going hard
Watch a real n*gga come up in your car, now you lookin' all scared
Finna p*ss yourself, sh*t yourself, you gotta admit yourself, you need some help
I gotta admit myself, I'm on these drugs, feel like I can't save myself
Sometimes I wanna take myself and break myself, so I can reshape myself, huh
Nobody ever felt the pain I felt, so I share it
Put it out to the whole world, I ain't embarrassed
Bunch of these n*ggas is my sons
I apologize to 'em cause I been a bad parent
Don't try me 'cause I'm not the one, see I won't even count to two
[Part II]

[Intro: Juice WRLD & XXXTENTACION]
Whoa
Oh whoa, whoa
I was like whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh

[Verse 1: XXXTENTACION]
Won't look back on my mind
Won't let bad out my shine
Won't let you cloud my mind
Won't let you cloud my mind
All my days, I was cryin'
All my lows, all my highs
Told my Mom, "I'm gon' shine"
Told my love, "I'm gon'-"

[Chorus: XXXTENTACION & Juice WRLD]
And I was like
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh

[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]
Uh love and passion
I'm on the search for the magic
Tryna drive through life but sometimes I get caught in traffic
Chain reactions
From toxic interactions
Had me feeling like all women was gon' do me tragic
Now I panic
Suffer emotional damage
Saw you from across the room I had to look again
Now I panic
Ain't goin' how I planned it
I'm low on confidence even though my wrist is avalanchin', uh
[Bridge: Juice WRLD]
Can I have this dance
Be real do you got a man
These pills got me in my feels but still I'm just wonderin'
If she feels the way I feel then we in wonderland, uh
Never met vibes like this
Come stay in my life for a bit
Really diggin' your smile like sh*t
This comin' from a wild ass kid
Had to grow up real real young
Never been on no childish sh*t
I got into the drugs I'm lit
Now I'm thinkin' that I should stop it
Gotta weigh out all my options
You a flame in the land of darkness

[Chorus: XXXTENTACION & Juice WRLD]
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh

[Part III]

[Intro: Juice WRLD & Ski Mask The Slump God]
Ayy!
Ayy man, me and Ski in this b*tch man (Yeah, nah)
Give no f*ck (f*ck, nah)
Voot up, vibe n*gga (Haha, nah)
Yeah (Huh, bet, woah)
Percs and Hen' and lean and gin (Huh, huh, woah)
And a couple of friends (And I know, b*tch, ayy)
[Verse: Juice WRLD & Ski Mask The Slump God]
Yeah, I take off, no rocket, uh
I need a plug, no socket, uh (Ayy, ayy)
Say you that n*gga, then stop it, uh (Evil Twins!)
I take that cash out your wallet, uh (Yeah, water)
Hit the bank, make a deposit, uh (Water)
You just heard Ski say "Water", uh (Evil Twins!)
We get her wetter than water, uh (Water)
Make 'em disappear, I'm Harry Potter, oh (b*tch, haha)
Whippin' the pot, I'm Betty Crocker (Whip, okay)
I'm Darth Vader, n*gga, I'm yo' father (I'm yo' father)
Should I take it farther? (Huh?)
I put my arm in that b*tch pus*y like a basketball rim, Vince Carter, yeah (Swish, swish)
Talk my sh*t, let me get up out my chair (Swish, swish)
Left-right-left-right, I walk my sh*t (Huh!)
I put a collar around your ho, f*ck it, I'ma walk yo' b*tch (Ooh, ooh!)
I'm in Miami with zoe-oh-ohs, gettin' the dough-oh-oh (Ooh, ooh)
Free my n*gga Thug, they just locked him up (They did, slime)
They call me the janitor, you got a problem, we mop it up (We will)
I could see the world with these Louis V binoculars (Hahaha)
Yeah, man of the year, where I come from, the home of the Bears (b*tch!)
Back in the day it was musical chairs
I'ma hit it from the back, I'm abusing the rear
Got so high, I forgot how to steer
Got money like Trump, I should run for mayor (Yeah, Huh?)
Oh yeah, get f*cked up, then I run through the bands (What you say?)
Fresh off a tour, I was bummin' through France (Huh?)
Had to go get up with Ski, that's my mans (Let's go)
Huh, huh, woah, you need to take a step back, you done f*cked up (Haha)
It's a dark ass world, good luck
Bust a nut in yo' b*tch, that's another one
Not much, you having another one (What?)
Yo' b*tch, she just got ran on (Uh)
Make a pus*y n*gga bleed, no tampon
Goin' to Chicago tomorrow, red eye
I'm just freestylin', hangin' with my guys (Who you with?)
It ain't no hook to this, I hope you realize
Uh, R.I.P. to Jahseh, I can see him in the moonlight
Disrespect his name, you could die, ayy, put that on my life

[Outro: Juice WRLD & Ski Mask the Slump God]
Ayy, ayy (Ayy-ayy)
Ayy, ayy (b*tch!)
Ayy, ayy (Ayy)
Ayy-ayy (Evil Twins)
Ayy, ayy (b*tch!)
Ayy, ayy (Evil Twins, b*tch!)
Ayy, ayy (Evil Twins, yeah!)
Ayy-ayy
(Outro)
I love y'all to death, um
I couldn't ask for better fans or supporters
For sure, I love all y'all to death, 999, forever