After collaborating with Future on the mixtape "WRLD on Drugs", which was released later that year and peaked at number #2 on the Billboard 200. He also contributed to the soundtrack for Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse. Juice WRLD announced his second album, Death Race for Love, which was released on March 8, 2019. It was preceded by the singles "Robbery" and "Hear Me Calling", with the former making its debut at number 27 on the Hot 100.
Higgins started his musical influences as being genre-wide going from rock music to rap music. Higgins stated that his biggest influences were rappers Chief Keef, Travis Scott, The Weeknd, Kanye West, and British rock singer Billy Idol. His other influences included Wu-Tang Clan, Fall Out Boy, Panic! At The Disco, Black Sabbath, Megadeth, 2Pac, Eminem, Kid Cudi and Escape the Fate. Higgins' music has been branded as "emo" and "rock" leaning, "genre-bending" with music focusing on having a "every broken heart, every wounded feeling."
On December 8, 2019, Higgins suffered a seizure at Midway International Airport in Chicago, Illinois. According to the Chicago Police Department, Higgins was conscious and bleeding from the mouth when paramedics arrived on the scene. He was rushed to a nearby hospital, where he has pronounced dead shortly after. Higgins was 21. On December 22nd 2019, The Cook County Medical Examiner stated that Higgins died on 8th December 2019 as a result of toxic levels of oxycodone and codeine present in his system.
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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
The song "Issues" by Juice WRLD and G Herbo talks about drug use, materialism, and the struggles that come with success. The lyrics showcase Juice WRLD's journey of overcoming his addiction to Xanax and Oxycontin, and his decision to live life on the edge without relying on substances. He talks about keeping his promise to always be there for his friends, no matter what.
The song also addresses judgment and trust issues in relationships. The artists call out those who judge them for their flaws and warn others not to trust them. The chorus references a woman who has been mistreated and is crying, but the artists do not show any remorse.
Overall, the song explores the dark realities of the music industry, fame, and success, and the toll that it takes on a person's mental health and relationships.
Line by Line Meaning
Don't let these bitches get in your head
Don't allow women to affect your thoughts negatively
Fallin' out of love with Xanax
No longer relying on Xanax
Livin' my life on the edge
Living life in a dangerous manner
I'm sacrificin' everything
Sacrificing all for the cause
I did Oxy, I don't need alcohol
Used Oxy instead of drinking alcohol
I pop Rolexes like they Adderall
Taking Rolexes like they are Adderall
Continuin', deliverin' the substance
Continuing to deliver good substance in music
I'ma be there for my bros, one call
Will be available to my friends when they need me
Don't you try and judge us like you ain't got no flaws
Do not judge us without seeing your own flaws
Don't you try and judge us
Our actions are not yours to judge
Don't you try and trust us
Don't blindly trust us either
Let it go down, down, down ain't no issue
No problem letting it all fall apart
She gon' cry, cry, cry, she feel misused
The woman will cry due to feelings of being used
Uh, she wanna kick it, she know judo
The woman is confident in herself
I cannot save her, I'm not a hero
I cannot fix the woman's problems
Bank account commas and zeros
Having plenty of money
Gucci, Amiri, my apparel
Wearing designer clothing
Keep a pistol, let it hit ya, I'm official
Carrying a gun makes me official
Fuck that bitch
Showing a disregard for the woman
I will not kiss her, I won't miss her
No affection or attachment to the woman
Make her cry, cry, cry, she need a tissue
Causing the woman to cry and need a tissue
I get high, high, high, and have no issues
Using drugs and feeling no negative effects
VVS on me, no igloo
Having valuable diamonds on me
You say you fly, but we been flew
You claim to be impressive, but we already surpass you
Ah, ah, ah
Ad-libs with no significant meaning
I told that bitch it ain't no way around it like Future
Future's music is a reflection of reality
Come to find out, yesterday she was fuckin' on Future
The woman was with Future recently
Stripper bitches callin' on my phone
Strippers trying to get in contact with me
They wanna know when I'll show up to the club
They want me to come to the club
'Cause I throw hunnids in that bitch, ain't throwin dubs
I only throw one hundred dollar bills, not smaller bills
Spend a check, oh, money love
Love spending money
Designer clothes, designer hoes, designer drugs
Using designer things
50 K for the Birkin bag, did it just because
Spending 50k on a purse for no reason
I'm in Chicago where they trill, trill, trill, trill
In a tough area of Chicago
No Limit gang with me, yeah they real, real, real, real
Associated with a real gang
FBG up in here, Future real, real, real, real
Associated with Future and his lifestyle
Perky pop, love the pills, mix it with Klonopins
Taking Percocets mixed with Klonopin pills
Yeah, draped up when I walk into the club
Looking good when walking into the club
Hundred racks in my pockets, and them dubs
Having a lot of money
Lot of Crip niggas spillin' lotta blood
Crip gang members causing violence
Got a million dollar ice just because
Wearing expensive jewelry for no reason
Exotic hoes, exotic clothes, exotic drugs
Using exotic things
All hundreds in my bank, ain't find a dub
Only having one hundred dollar bills in the bank
Blow some gas on that nigga, he a dud
Disregarding someone and leaving them behind
Untamed make me feel, feel, feel, feel
The feeling of being wild and free
No Limit gang whippin' that real, real, real, real
A real gang associated with me
Rest in peace, you either kill or be killed
If you're not tough, you might die
Bullets flyin', flyin', flyin', flyin'
Guns shooting
Homicide-cide-cide
A reference to violence
Let's get high, high, high
Let's do drugs
Make her cry, cry, cry, she need tissue
Making the woman cry and need a tissue
VVS on me, no igloo
Having diamonds on me
You say you fly, we been flew (ah-ah)
We've already surpassed your claims
You can see what we done been through
You can see what we've experienced
You didn't see the road we took, it was grimy
Our path was not easy
You don't know the way we been through
You don't know what we've experienced
Bullets, fly, fly, fly
Bullets shooting
Make you cry, cry, cry
Causing crying due to violent actions
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