Juice WRLD – Burn Lyrics

Burn

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"Burn." - Juice WRLD

Monday, 19 October 2026, 12:45 pm

Album: Fighting Demons (Lyric Video Version)

Track No: 20

I can't take one Percocet, start tonight off, I just took a 60
Burberry on me, shoot you in yo' back, you just got pretty Ricky
I'll tie the Chanel runners, then I get back to running the city
And I know that it's hell coming, I ain't worried, my ****, they with me
Gotta put the narcotics down, I can feel 'em fuckin' up my kidney
And punching my liver, if I let it kill me, my mama will never forgive me
And numbing my feelings, if I let it kill 'em, my baby will never forgive me
This remind me of Hell, sometimes I wonder if that's where God really sent me
Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn
Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn
I pray to God for some water to wash down these Percs
I been cursed since birth, guess I never learned
Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn
Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn
I pray to God for some water to wash down these Percs
I been cursed since birth, guess I never learned
The truth hurts, let it bleed out
If they hurt you, let 'em leave
My heart hurtin', let me bleed out
Only way I'll find peace
I'm tryna get set free, but
These chains on me choke me, I can't breathe
What's reality?
Always ask for myself, uh-huh
And the pain with my wealth, uh
A bag from Chanel match the double C on my belt, uh
Bands in my pants, I rather be holdin' my pants up
But the money ain't the answer
I was tryna reach some new heights
Mix this with that, bet it feel nice
Codeine, only sip if I got ice
Look my girl in the eyes, tell her I won't die
I fell asleep too deep that one time
Woke up to your cry, girl, I'm fine
But I lied in the dream, I ain't gon' wake up this time
Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn
Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn
I pray to God for some water to wash down these Percs
I been cursed since birth, guess I never learned
Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn
Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn
I pray to God for some water to wash down these Percs
I been cursed since birth, guess I never learned

Writer(s): Jarad Higgins, Leland Wayne & Joël Fajerman.

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