Relocate - Juice WRLD

You know, I think more than me

Because he did a lot of really nice, generous things for me

Like, he bought me a house, you know, cars, and paid off my student loans and, you know, all kinds of stuff

And he'd just be like, "Okay," he didn't care, he, he just didn't care about stuff like that

When he came to see the house, he was like, "Oh, this is like the places you used to take me, I'm glad you like your house"

Did it on my own, I'ma do my own thing

Put my mama in a mansion, had to relocate

Remember playing hide and seek in a crawl space

Now I could play it in a sixteen-room by the lake

Real estate is an investment, house is in the A

Try to block me from my blessin', get shot in the face

With a .40 Smith & Wesson, I'm a fool with the aim, aim

Hangin' out the window screamin' gang, gang (Gang)

Don't talk about it, be about it at your place of residence

And we got the whole shit surrounded, it's obvious, it's evident

Ain't nobody better than us, yeah

Better than us, be-better than us, yeah, huh

Cowboy gun tucked, load it up, buck him

Chopper like nun-chucks, use it like Chuck 'nem

Child's Play, psycho since a shorty like Chuck 'nem

Broad day, walking in your house, no Russian (Ayy)

Two-face, niggas nowadays, I don't trust them

Behind your back, planning your attack, that's your brother

Knife through your back, but you feel the pain in your cardiac

It hurt when your day ones change like no other

Snakes in the grass, they gon' be there forever

Third eye open, I'ma see 'em forever

I'm winnin' over time, so I'm fine

Real day ones, no peons on this side

Did it on my own, I'ma do my own thing

Put my mama in a mansion, had to relocate

Remember playing hide and seek in a crawl space

Now I could play it in a sixteen-room by the lake

Real estate is an investment, house is in the A

Try to block me from my blessin', get shot in the face

With a .40 Smith & Wesson, I'm a fool with the aim, aim

Hangin' out the window screamin' gang, gang (Gang)

It's funny how they think they can't bleed

If that's true, then take these .223's and let's see (Brrt, brrt)

Do what you wanna, if you got the money

Just pray that your niggas remain ten toes down

Through all the shit, through all the hits

Through all the misses, through all the differences

We all different, only God knows, he's omniscient

Nigga, I know, I'm the shit, so I don't let a fuck nigga catch me slippin'

Ridin' around with my clique (Oh, yeah)

Now if you take the L, you took and add it to it, bitch, we lit

I'm thanking God, I'm not selling no bricks

If it's ever a problem, I'ma call up the problem solvers

They pull up and put a hole in your wig

Yeah, you and your friends, you kill our vibe, we kill yo' mans

Damn that, we gon' spray the whole scene, then slide back

I just spend the whole thing on a Chanel bag

But it still ain't put a dent in my stack, oh-oh

Oh-oh

Oh-oh

Oh-oh, oh

Did it on my own, I'ma do my own thing

Put my mama in a mansion, had to relocate

Remember playing hide and seek in a crawl space

Now I could play it in a sixteen-room by the lake

Real estate is an investment, house is in the A

Try to block me from my blessin', get shot in the face

With a .40 Smith & Wesson, I'm a fool with the aim, aim

Hangin' out the window screamin' gang, gang