Lonely Road

[Juice WRLD (Roddy Ricch):]
Pain, whoa
(Mello made it right)
I got pain in my heart, I told you a hundred times
Yeah

[Juice WRLD:]
I got pain in my heart, I told you a hundred times
But it's money, money, money, money, money on my mind
Put a beam on the glizzy, don't get caught between the lines
Last nigga, we got busy, got hit between the eyes
Put my problems in a Backwood and put it in the sky
Got your mans in this Backwood, put it in the sky
I was taught to love my brothers and to hate the other side
Hate the other side, hate the other side

[Polo G:]
Boujee of the ecstasy, I might act woo
All those gang members, I can't act cool, uh
I got gang scriptures in my tattoos
I was running from the police in my trap shoes
Posted tryna flip a hundred, I couldn't buy food
Come from nothing but I blossom to a tycoon
Betrayal scars, can't stop thinking 'bout them stab wounds
We might not catch him today but he gon' die soon
I'm from Chicago, she said she like my accent
I'm from Chicago, a Glock's what we react with
Stand him tall, make him tumble when that MAC spit
Bitch, I'm a gangster, I just took off from some rap shit (Off from some rap shit)

[Juice WRLD:]
I got pain in my heart, I told you a hundred times
But it's money, money, money, money, money on my mind
Put a beam on the glizzy, don't get caught between the lines
Last nigga, we got busy, got hit between the eyes
Put my problems in a Backwood and put it in the sky
Got your mans in this Backwood, put it in the sky
I was taught to love my brothers and to hate the other side
Hate the other side, hate the other side, ayy

I got pain in my heart, I told you a hundred times
But it's money, money, money, money, money on my mind
Put a beam on the glizzy, don't get caught between the lines
Last nigga, we got busy, got hit between the eyes
Put my problems in a Backwood and put it in the sky
Got your mans in this Backwood, put it in the sky
I was taught to love my brothers and to hate the other side
Hate the other side, hate the other side, ayy