The 16 song mixtape relased under Interscope Records has features from Young Scooter, Young Thug, Yung Bans, Gunna, and Nicki Minaj. Future and Juice WRLD and many teasers to the album including their single Fine China. The mixtape was the final mixtape Juice recorded before his death, Juice passed away on December 8, 2019 in Advocate Christ Medical Center after suffering a seizure in the middle of Chicago Midway International Airport.
No Issue
Future & Juice WRLD Lyrics
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(Wheezy outta here)
Fallin' out of love with Xanax
Livin' my life on the edge
I'm sacrificin' everything
I did Oxy, I don't need alcohol
I pop Rolexes like they Adderall
Continuin', deliverin' the substance
Don't you try and judge us like you ain't got no flaws
Don't you try and judge us
Don't you try and trust us
Let it go down, down, down ain't no issue
She gon' cry, cry, cry, she feel misused
Uh, she wanna kick it, she know judo
I cannot save her, I'm not a hero
Bank account commas and zeros
Gucci, Amiri, my apparel
Keep a pistol, let it hit ya, I'm official
Fuck that bitch
I will not kiss her, I won't miss her
Make her cry, cry, cry, she need a tissue
I get high, high, high, and have no issues
VVS on me, no igloo
You say you fly, but we been flew
Ah, ah, ah
I told that bitch it ain't no way around it like Future
Come to find out, yesterday she was fuckin' on Future
Stripper bitches callin' on my phone
They wanna know when I'll show up to the club
'Cause I throw hunnids in that bitch, ain't throwin dubs
Spend a check, oh, money love
Designer clothes, designer hoes, designer drugs
50 K for the Birkin bag, did it just because
I'm in Chicago where they trill, trill, trill, trill
No Limit gang with me, yeah they real, real, real, real
FBG up in here, Future real, real, real, real
Perky pop, love the pills, mix it with Klonopins
Yeah, draped up when I walk into the club
Hundred racks in my pockets, and them dubs
Lot of Crip niggas spillin' lotta blood
Got a million dollar ice just because
Exotic hoes, exotic clothes, exotic drugs
All hundreds in my bank, ain't find a dub
Blow some gas on that nigga, he a dud
Untamed make me feel, feel, feel, feel
No Limit gang whippin' that real, real, real, real
Rest in peace, you either kill or be killed
Bullets flyin', flyin', flyin', flyin'
Homicide-cide-cide
Let's get high, high, high
Make her cry, cry, cry, she need tissue
I get high, high, high and have no issues
VVS on me, no igloo
You say you fly, we been flew (ah-ah)
You can see what we done been through
You didn't see the road we took, it was grimy
You don't know the way we been through
Bullets, fly, fly, fly
Make you cry, cry, cry
Future & Juice WRLD's song "No Issue" talks about the artists' experiences and lifestyle choices in the music industry. The opening lines of the song warn against listening to negative influences, particularly women, that might affect one's mental state. The artists then proceed to talk about their struggles with drug addiction, with Juice WRLD stating that he is giving up on Xanax, choosing to live a dangerously carefree life instead. They emphasize the importance of loyalty and being there for their friends, but also acknowledge that they have made mistakes and poor choices concerning drug use.
The chorus delves into a hedonistic point of view, where the artists live for pleasure without any concern for consequence. They assert that others should not judge them, creating an atmosphere of defensiveness around their lifestyle. They describe expensive tastes and a lavish lifestyle, including designer brands, exotic women, and hard drugs. The song ends on a violent note, with references to gang life and homicide.
Line by Line Meaning
Don't let these bitches get in your head
Don't allow these women to affect your thoughts or emotions
Fallin' out of love with Xanax
I'm no longer addicted to Xanax
Livin' my life on the edge
I'm living dangerously
I'm sacrificin' everything
I'm giving up everything in order to achieve success
I did Oxy, I don't need alcohol
I used to take OxyContin but now I don't need alcohol to have a good time
I pop Rolexes like they Adderall
I take Rolex watches like they're Adderall pills
Continuin', deliverin' the substance
I'm continuing to create and share meaningful music
I'ma be there for my bros, one call
I will always be there for my friends, no matter what
Don't you try and judge us like you ain't got no flaws
Don't try to criticize us as if you're perfect
Don't you try and judge us
Don't attempt to pass judgment on us
Don't you try and trust us
Don't naively put your trust in us
Let it go down, down, down ain't no issue
Things can get hectic, but we're not worried
She gon' cry, cry, cry, she feel misused
The woman will be upset and feel mistreated
Uh, she wanna kick it, she know judo
She wants to hang out, and she knows martial arts
I cannot save her, I'm not a hero
I can't rescue her from her problems, I'm not a hero
Bank account commas and zeros
I have a lot of money in my bank account
Gucci, Amiri, my apparel
I wear high-end clothing brands like Gucci and Amiri
Keep a pistol, let it hit ya, I'm official
I carry a gun and will use it if necessary; therefore, I am a legit threat
Fuck that bitch
I don't care about that woman
I will not kiss her, I won't miss her
I won't kiss her goodbye or miss her once she's gone
Make her cry, cry, cry, she need a tissue
I will make her cry and need a tissue
I get high, high, high, and have no issues
I use drugs but it doesn't affect my life negatively
VVS on me, no igloo
I have VVS diamonds on me, and I don't need to hide them in an igloo
You say you fly, but we been flew
You claim to be cool, but we've already surpassed that
Ah, ah, ah
Inarticulate sound effects
I told that bitch it ain't no way around it like Future
I explained to that woman that there's no avoiding me since I'm as prevalent as Future
Come to find out, yesterday she was fuckin' on Future
I discovered that the other day, she was having sex with Future
Stripper bitches callin' on my phone
Strippers are constantly calling my phone
They wanna know when I'll show up to the club
They're curious about when I'll come to the club
'Cause I throw hunnids in that bitch, ain't throwin dubs
I throw hundreds, not twenties, when I'm at the club
Spend a check, oh, money love
I spend a lot of money because I love it
Designer clothes, designer hoes, designer drugs
I love luxury clothes, women, and drugs
50 K for the Birkin bag, did it just because
I bought a 50 thousand dollar Birkin bag just because I could
I'm in Chicago where they trill, trill, trill, trill
I'm in Chicago where people are authentic and genuine
No Limit gang with me, yeah they real, real, real, real
I'm surrounded by the No Limit gang, who are real and authentic
FBG up in here, Future real, real, real, real
FBG (Fly Boy Gang) is here with Future, who is also real
Perky pop, love the pills, mix it with Klonopins
I take Percocet, I love pills and mix it with Klonopin
Yeah, draped up when I walk into the club
I'm well-dressed when I enter the club
Hundred racks in my pockets, and them dubs
I have one hundred thousand dollars in my pockets and twenties
Lot of Crip niggas spillin' lotta blood
Many gang members from the Crips gang are causing a lot of violence
Got a million dollar ice just because
I have a million-dollar worth of diamonds on me just because
Exotic hoes, exotic clothes, exotic drugs
I have exotic women, clothes, and drugs
All hundreds in my bank, ain't find a dub
All the money in my bank account is hundred-dollar bills, and I don't have any twenties
Blow some gas on that nigga, he a dud
I'll shoot and kill that guy; he's not worthwhile
Untamed make me feel, feel, feel, feel
Being wild and free makes me feel good
No Limit gang whippin' that real, real, real, real
The No Limit gang is really good at what they do
Rest in peace, you either kill or be killed
You have to either kill someone or be killed yourself
Bullets flyin', flyin', flyin', flyin'
Gunshots are being fired repeatedly
Homicide-cide-cide
Multiple homicides are occurring
Let's get high, high, high
Let's do drugs and get high together
You can see what we done been through
You can see all the challenges and struggles we've faced
You didn't see the road we took, it was grimy
You're not aware of the difficult path we had to take
You don't know the way we been through
You don't understand the difficulties we've faced
Bullets, fly, fly, fly
Bullets are flying through the air
Make you cry, cry, cry
You'll cry and feel upset
Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY, Ultra Tunes, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Jarad Higgins, Nayvadius Wilburn, Wesley Tyler Glass
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@youngorangee
Cole i know u reading this, u snapped on this one. Clean af
@jonnybegood3605
Young Orange 🔥🔥
@tiIltheend
You finna edit the comment in a bit watch
@theflyingpancakedunicorn5189
@@tiIltheend *fixing
@Toasterman534
Cole is goat
@jadenhagen9163
Young Orange you are fire af🔥
@bigtmoney
one of juice’s most underrated songs imo. visuals are great for the simplicity of the song. rip to the goat long live juice
@Leaq-
Traavis wouldn’t of been underrated if future would try speaking English
@bigtmoney
Blueface yeah future isn't the greatest
@LoadingToke
yall niggas drunk. 1 it aint his song its both of theres from their album and furture the fucking goat dont everrrrrrr. you guys belong to the skreeeet