GoPro (Go Ghost) Juice WRLD
"GoPro (Go Ghost)" by Juice WRLD, released in 2023, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of loneliness, mental health struggles, and the desire for escapism. The lyrics reflect on feelings of being watched and the pressures of fame. Unique elements include emotional melodies and introspective verses, resonating with fans facing similar challenges. Juice WRLD's vulnerability continues to impact the genre, fostering discussions around mental health.
[Chorus]
When life gets overwhelming, I just go ghost
They say my life deserve a camera; I'm a GoPro
I grew up West of Indiana, where it's cold-cold
Yeah, baby, too cold
Jumping like Jordan, but my money tall as Kukoč
Need a house by the lake just so I could buy a new boat
Nigga, this that wave, I'ma surf, we don't do boats
I'm still in the Yacht Club, bro in the Glock club
Shots hit your spine, realignin' your chakras (Realignin' your chakras)
[Verse 1]
Let's take it back to basics (Yeah)
Five-gram 'Wood, roll it up, face it (Yeah)
I'm too damn good, legend in the making
I be sack chasing
Drug wastin', wasted on a daily basis
Bitch, 9-9-9, the whole world we taking
Shout out to that boy, Kid LAROI, killer in the makin'
From Germany to Illinois, noise we be makin'
Young niggas run it, got the old niggas hatin'
Pick the fruits of my labor, old niggas picking raisins
I'll get back to them later; I'm busy achieving greatness
Bro just bought him a laser for Glizzy, his aim amazin'
Hope you don't get in the way
We get busy; leave you on the pavement
Kill a nigga, then get over it, ayy
Hang a nigga like a ornament, ayy
My mind's full of torment, ayy
Demons layin' dormant, ayy
I want peace from all things
When life gets overwhelming, I just go ghost
They say my life deserve a camera; I'm a GoPro
I grew up West of Indiana, where it's cold-cold
Yeah, baby, too cold
Jumping like Jordan, but my money tall as Kukoč
Need a house by the lake just so I could buy a new boat
Nigga, this that wave, I'ma surf, we don't do boats
I'm still in the Yacht Club, bro in the Glock club
Shots hit your spine, realignin' your chakras (Realignin' your chakras)
[Verse 1]
Let's take it back to basics (Yeah)
Five-gram 'Wood, roll it up, face it (Yeah)
I'm too damn good, legend in the making
I be sack chasing
Drug wastin', wasted on a daily basis
Bitch, 9-9-9, the whole world we taking
Shout out to that boy, Kid LAROI, killer in the makin'
From Germany to Illinois, noise we be makin'
Young niggas run it, got the old niggas hatin'
Pick the fruits of my labor, old niggas picking raisins
I'll get back to them later; I'm busy achieving greatness
Bro just bought him a laser for Glizzy, his aim amazin'
Hope you don't get in the way
We get busy; leave you on the pavement
Kill a nigga, then get over it, ayy
Hang a nigga like a ornament, ayy
My mind's full of torment, ayy
Demons layin' dormant, ayy
I want peace from all things
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