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[Mir
life lit, pardon my French
But most of these niggas be real life
But I ball so hard, I'll still be scoring in the 5th
You can't find ya way off the bench
Gucci all on my and I just caught me a case
Lil stupid bitch slipped on my
Triple-dub, no assist, my got ass and tits
And ya bitch got bumps on her

JP]
Real lit, real life lit
This some real shit
Instagram bitches, be real life hit
If I hit you once, then you still my
I need A Milli like Gunz and Lil Wayne
I pop perks I'm hurt and I don't feel pain
I sip lean like a nigga got a
Cold heart, a new emoji, got the blue face,

[Mir
I just got me some new chains
Hope I it through the rain today
My niggas up for action
In the like they got a game today
Just got a check my old shit
went and made me another one
I thought them niggas was ones
Turned out they was bubble gum

JP]
I've been juggin', finessing, I need all the
You play my money, you leave in a stretcher
My niggas, my brothers, we in together
We weather the storm, I've moving so clever
I'm dropping on 'em bird shit
can't figure me out, got 'em nervous
Nothing's promised or
Collecting bread on some church

[Hook: Worldwide JP/Mir
I can't explain this
When you up but you chillin'
You a guy and a villain
I hope they love me, lord
the limit, no ceilings
I've the good turn bad
Seen happy faces mad
I'm tryna win, guess my bad
Mama, mama, if I die
Let my vibes alive
let the fake news paint me as a bad guy
Oh if I be a fly on the wall sometimes
I'd see all the things hide
Who's kissing me with lies

[Mir
Flow Stone Cold Steve, yeah
Flow Stone Cold like Steve,
You say you got cheese, aye
shit make believe, aye
Maybe Born With It, aye
Maybe Maybelline, yeah
from the bottom
They wanna
We major things

JP]
All my niggas on some sly
Y'all on some kumbaya shit
Got a Chinese bitch that eat with
She want a hood that can pop shit
My plug stuff a car in a suitcase
Me and my goin' ball, need a toupee
Two shake, ten
Beat the beat up, switch the
Fast break, it to my kinfolk, yeah

Fontane]
Throw it off the glass, that's a
They don't respect, niggas kill you for the limelight
If you looking for a cold bar, a Klondike
Seen niggas buried in the same clothes from prom night, prom
Dancing the devil, better have a good two step
Niggas claim they from the mud, got they boots wet
Gold digging come around and wanna crew rep
Thots got with a tang like the Wu said, yeah

JP]
Jolly Rancher and a got me leaning, aye
Matt the scenes, he a genius, yeah
Never let the money come us, ugh
Real life lit, gleaming
My life the 4th of July, yeah
I got this bitch from Dubai, aye
I and I rap, got two jobs
Still'll sit on you, lay you like a futon, yeah

Worldwide JP/Mir Fontane]
I explain this feeling
When you turned up but you
You a good guy and a
I hope they love me, lord
Sky's the limit, no
I've seen the good bad
Seen happy turn mad
I'm win, guess it's my bad
Mama, mama, if I die
Let my vibes stay
Don't let the news paint me as a bad guy
Oh if I could be a fly on the sometimes
I'd see all the things they
been kissing me with lies