Juice WRLD — On The Run Blood On My Jeans Demo

[Intro: Juice WRLD] Damn, I tried to stop, oh (Ooh) Baby (808 Mafia) Baby (Baby), baby (Baby) Baby (You literally are my everything, yeah) Baby (Gezin) Ha (Baby) [Chorus: Juice WRLD] Baby, I've been on the run (Yeah) But I would never run from your love If you feel on my dick (Yeah), there's a gun (Uh) Not right there, just a little above (Uh) I value my relationship, it's forever But I've been cheatin' on the drugs (Yeah) Broke up with codeine, need a new plug (Yeah) And them hot rod pockets I need two of 'em (Yeah) Huh, lean (Yeah, yeah) Put Biscotti in my lungs I'm smokin' green Chopper on me, I don't talk, I just up the beam (Bow, bow, ba-ba-bow) Huh, let my gun bust a nut then leave (Yeah) I ain't leave a clue on the scene (Uh-uh) Close range so I got blood on my jeans (Uh) [Verse 1: Juice WRLD] Saints Row cup, ain't no red in my lean (Uh-huh) Bank rolled up, I been swimmin' in green (Uh, huh) Still the blue face king Benjamin Franklin come dirty and clean (Let's go) I know my haters hate to see me succeed (Uh-huh) When they get the chance they'll end up murderin' me (Uh-huh) This shit got me laughin', ha-ha (Ha-ha) Kel-Tec get to rappin', gra gra Fuck nigga, I'm yo' father Don't matter if you older They say age is just a number If that's the case I'm way older Than who? These niggas (Uh-huh) And these bitches that think that they get it (Uh-huh) For a backstage pass she can suck a dick, bitch (Uh-huh) I got a bitch better, get you a ticket (Uh-huh) Walk through the night with my gun like a creep But my shirt Maison Martin, my shoes double C I don't know what it's gonna take you to believe [Pre-Chorus: Juice WRLD] I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave you (Ayy, ayy, ayy) I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave you You stuck with me, apologies for my fuckery [Chorus: Juice WRLD] Baby, I've been on the run (Yeah) But I would never run from your love If you feel on my dick, there's a gun (Yeah) Not right there, just a little above (Uh) I value my relationship, it's forever (Uh) But I've been cheatin' on the drugs (Yeah) Broke up with codeine, need a new plug (Yeah) And them hot rod pockets I need two of 'em (Yeah) Huh, lean Put Biscotti in my lungs I'm smokin' green Chopper on me, I don't talk, I just up the beam Huh, let my gun bust a nut then leave (Yeah) I ain't leave a clue on the scene (Uh-uh) Close range so I got blood on my jeans (Uh-huh) [Verse 2: Gunna] Turned into a murder scene Sippin' codeine while I'm flown on a bean Took some morphine but don't call me a fiend (Call me a fiend) I ain't no bastard, my daddy a king (King) Wu-Tang, we chasin' the C.R.E.A.M Don't be a fool, it ain't not what it seems (Not what it seems) Ate a dissolve, it will flow through your stream (Nah) It's a guitar, let me play the strings (Strings) I was at the bus stop, now I got a Bentley truck, Lamb' truck, Rolls Royce keys (Rolls Royce keys) A driveway, a parking lot, uh-uh Acres and acres, entire countries (Entire countries) Finally got some paper, I'm paying my fees (Fees) Young Gunna, Wunna, keep a trick up my sleeve (My sleeve) She like my persona, she don't want me to leave (Leave) Keepin' it a hundred every day when you need (Need) She said "Boy, I love you and I pray you don't leave me" (Me) I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave you [Pre-Chorus: Juice WRLD] I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave you (Ayy, ayy, ayy) I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave you You stuck with me, apologies for my fuckery [Chorus: Juice WRLD] Baby, I've been on the run (Yeah) But I would never run from your love (Yeah) If you feel on my dick, there's a gun (Yeah) Not right there, just a little above (Uh) I value my relationship, it's forever (Uh) But I've been cheatin' on the drugs (Yeah) Broke up with codeine, need a new plug (Yeah) And them hot rod pockets I need two of 'em (Yeah) Huh, lean Put Biscotti in my lungs I'm smokin' green Chopper on me, I don't talk, I just up the beam (Bow) Huh, let my gun bust a nut then leave (Yeah) I ain't leave a clue on the scene (Uh-uh) Close range so I got blood on my jeans (Uh-huh)