Juice WRLD - Blood On My Jeans

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[Intro]
A
A
C#mDamn, I tried to stop,
BOh baby
Ababy (Baby),
Ababy
C#mbabe (You literally are my everything)
B
 
[Chorus]
A Baby, I've been on the run 
A But I would never run from your love
C#m If you feel on my dick, there's a gun
B Not right there, just a little above
A A I value my relationship, it's forever,
 
But I've been cheatin' on the drugs
C#m Broke up with codeine, need a new plug
B Hit up Hot, raw pints, I need two of 'em
A Huh, lean,
A Huh, Put Biscotti in my
C#mlungs, I'm smokin' green,
B Chopper on me, I don't
Atalk, I just up the beam,
AHuh, let my gun bust a nut, then leave
C#m(Yeah)I ain't leave a clue on the scene
BClose range, so I got blood on my jeans
 
[Verse]
ASaints Row cup, ain't no red in my lean
ABankrolled up, I been swimmin' in green
C#m
 
BStill a blue face king
ABenjamin Franklin come dirty and clean
AI know my haters hate to see me succeed
C#mIf they get the chance, they'll end up murderin' me
BThat shit got me laughin', haha
AKel-Tec get to rappin', grrah, grrah
AFuck nigga, I'm your father
C#mDon't matter if you older
BThey say age is just a number,
AIf that's the case, I'm way over
AThan who? These niggas
 
And these bitches that think that they get it
C#mFor a backstage pass, she'll suck the dick
BBitch, I got a bitch, better get you a ticket
AWalk through the night with my gun like a creep
A
On my shirt Maison Martin, my shoes double-C
C#mI don't know what it's gonna take you to believe
BI ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave you
A (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
AI ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave you
C#m You stuck with me,
B apologies for my fuckery
 
[Chorus]
A Baby, I've been on the run 
A But I would never run from your love
C#m If you feel on my dick, there's a gun
B Not right there, just a little above
A A I value my relationship, it's forever,
 
But I've been cheatin' on the drugs
C#m Broke up with codeine, need a new plug
B Hit up Hot, raw pints, I need two of 'em
A Huh, lean,
A Huh, Put Biscotti in my
C#mlungs, I'm smokin' green,
B Chopper on me, I don't
Atalk, I just up the beam,
AHuh, let my gun bust a nut, then leave
C#m(Yeah)I ain't leave a clue on the scene
BClose range, so I got blood on my jeans
 
[Outro] (Fade out)
A A C#m B
A A C#m B
A A C#m B
A A C#m B
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