Big plans, we got big big plans coming up in this mother fucka
Six hands, it was six hands when we came with mathed up off the cuff nigga
And that took two years just to touch ears
I'm living in the next ten years while that shit here
Like I can get touched before I get to really speak
Would you be surprised if I died next week?
Many niggas, many minds can get through all ten years of they twenties with no time
Get a bullshit degree and a family and
Trauma's still beating them within an inch of they life
Take ten hood niggas, put them in a line each be a genius off they own might
You gon learn ten lessons you could apply
You gon learn what it really mean to survive
Living on Juice WRLD pop smoke time
I'll be in my future, come try to remove it
I live only for this, it's how I must do it
There's no way they can take what I say and skew it
Rest in peace Chynna, Ms Taylor and Mr Arbery
What can activate the rage that we be harboring?
Ain't nobody tryna kill me that hard to me
Like lemme get a gun and you can get it all from me, nigga
How do I remember (they ask) what I spit out the tooth? (Hmm)
I don't need to make mental notes when this shit is just the truth
What matters more, of course, is my resources
It's chores until support, there's no divorcing
I'm screaming through yourr door, "we'll take control by force"
And you gon watch me spit the world to the floor
Big plans, we got big big plans coming up in this mother fucka
Six hands, it was six hands when we came with mathed up off the cuff nigga
And that took two years just to touch ears
I'm living in the next ten years while that shit here
I can get touched before I speak, what if I die next week?
Living on Juice WRLD pop smoke time
I'll be in my future, come try to remove it
I live only for this, it's how I must do it
There's no way they can take what I say and skew it
Rest in peace Chynna, Ms Taylor and Mr Arbery
What can activate the rage that we be harboring?
Ain't nobody tryna kill me that hard to me
Like lemme get a gun and you can get it all from me
Rest in peace Ms Taylor and Mr Arbery
What can activate the rage that we be harboring?
Ain't nobody tryna kill me that hard to me
Like lemme get a gun and you can get it all from me
Rest in peace Ms Taylor and Mr Arbery
What can activate the rage that we be harboring?
Ain't nobody tryna kill me that hard to me
Like lemme get a gun and you can get it all from me
From me, from, from, me, from me
From me, from, me, from, me
My mind be on one million, a goldmine worth untold millions
If I get popped before it's clear I'm hot
Of course there'll be someone to fill in
So I try to live to fight another day, the way my father say
Another day to live, another day to give
Of myself to everybody that I love and I am fucking with
Five years ago, we said the same thing about "today is another day"
Ten years ago we said the same thing, but today is "another day"
On god I get that, and I'm with that
Type beat, "time stops for no man"
I've known my whole life where I stand
People either wringing necks or they fucking hands
I would've hit a fucking lick if I evaporate
But as long as you live I live, and you cannot kill me
Thirty years ago we said the same thing about "today is another day"
Fifty years ago we said the same thing but today is "another day"
Everybody wants their ideology to be the one that enslaves the world
We just left a century of artists whose screams went purposefully unheard
We live in the future we die in the present
I have our next two shits in my mind already
We started conceiving in 2016 in a windowless van driving through the desert
It took so much time, life, advice, and effort to make the first half of this shit
Come together, and this shit is mid compared to what I'm saying on the L
Compared to what I'm saying
I was off the Durban, I was off the Durban poison dreaming of my mother
Singing on Russell, singing on Russell, singing on Russell
Singing on Russell, singing on Russell
2028 has no guarantee, but I know my dream I know my mom's dream
Even though I have not yet written, I know now how long you have searched
I know it's power and I can't die before it's unearthed
Everyday we run from ourselves and from time
So much so that our planning looks like we've lost our minds
But, our lives are wasted if we don't even try
It's delicious every time it turns out I was right
