Man, man, man, you should hate yourself
Look into a mirror, ****, rate yourself
Look at the shit that we doing, motivate yourself
Brace yourself
I done got my motherfucking juice back (Yeah)
I done got my motherfucking juice back (I got my Juice)
I done got my juice back
I done got my motherfucking juice back
Motherfucking
Juice, juice, juice-juice-juice, juice, juice
Okay, juice
Back in the game like it's twister, my ****
Right on the spot like it's Twister, my ****, skrrt, get it
I been under pressure lately, a bit too much to make a diamond if it's estimated
A bit too much to weigh the music and the school shit
And it's all because I try to balance both, like I have to make it
I need a lot of hate for the stress, I'm givin' out a lot of babies every day
She blowing up my phone with the text, like she think she got a baby on the way
I tried to tell her to get rid of it, but all she do is call me ignorant
We always fighting over some little shit, I'm cold-hearted, I'm evil, I'm inconsiderate
And I'll be goddamned, I can't worry 'bout Pampers
The weight on my shoulders is just enough damage
I dropped a hell of a tape, took a break, now I'm working on something to match it
Me and that rude boy name Major is major, that happens when talent is natural
I got my juice and it's time I say something to these rappers
Something to these rappers
Man, man, man, you should hate yourself (You should hate yourself)
Look into a mirror, ****, rate yourself (****, rate yourself)
Look at the shit that we doing, motivate yourself
Brace yourself
I done got my motherfucking juice back (Yeah)
I done got my motherfucking juice back (I got my Juice)
I done got my juice back
I done got my motherfucking juice back
Motherfucking
Juice, juice, juice-juice-juice, juice, juice
Yeah
Okay, juice
I drop that Price City mixtape, and then a **** went silent
I did way too many **** a solid
When bae told me she feeling nauseous
I prayed to God and then he responded
I been feeling way, way, way, way up
Getting cake, but I only let them see the cookie jar
Working in private, I never bothered nobody but
I still wish a **** would up on a shooting star
****, you drop one song that they don't fuck wit' and they gon' hate you
Them **** ain't fam to me, if that blood ain't thicker then Yellow Pages
Fuck it, I'll bleed out an ocean
My **** humble until you provoking
My little **** stronger, man, this is what I told them
The grass is only greener when you smoking, ****
So I be where the garden at
Had you check my pockets and they feeling like a parliament
Pardon that
But when you buzzing, look at how they try to call you back
And the real ones that with you won't run
Whoever's there now should have been there from one
Some will ride with you, and some will ride on you
What goes around comes back around like a blunt, ****
Man, man, man, you should hate yourself (You should hate yourself)
Look into a mirror, ****, rate yourself (****, rate yourself)
Look at the shit that we doing, motivate yourself
Brace yourself
I done got my motherfucking juice back (Yeah)
I done got my motherfucking juice back (I got my Juice)
I done got my juice back
I done got my motherfucking juice back
Motherfucking
Juice, juice, juice-juice-juice, juice, juice
Okay, juice

Writer(s): Nsikayesizwe David Junior Ngcobo & Benn Gilbert Kamoto.