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

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

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

JP]
I've juggin', finessing, I need all the extras
You play with my money, you leave in a
My niggas, my brothers, we in together
We weather the storm, I've been so clever
I'm dropping on 'em like shit
They can't me out, got 'em nervous
promised or perfect
Collecting bread on some church

[Hook: JP/Mir Fontane]
I can't this feeling
you turned up but you chillin'
You a guy and a villain
I hope love me, lord willing
Sky's the limit, no
seen the good turn bad
Seen happy faces mad
I'm tryna win, guess my bad
Mama, mama, if I die
Let my vibes stay
Don't let the fake news me as a bad guy
Oh if I be a fly on the wall sometimes
I'd see all the things they
been kissing me with lies

[Mir
Stone Cold like Steve, yeah
Flow Stone Cold Steve, yeah
You say you got cheese, aye
That shit believe, aye
Maybe it's With It, aye
it's Maybelline, yeah
Came from the
They follow
We major things

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

Fontane]
Throw it off the glass, a highlight
They don't want respect, niggas you for the limelight
If you looking for a bar, here's a Klondike
Seen niggas in the same clothes from prom night, prom night
Dancing with the devil, better a good two step
Niggas claim they from the mud, never got 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 between us, ugh
Real life lit, gleaming
My like the 4th of July, yeah
I got this lil' from Dubai, aye
I trap and I rap, got two
sit on you, lay you down like a futon, yeah

[Hook: Worldwide JP/Mir
I can't explain feeling
When you up but you chillin'
You a guy and a villain
I hope they love me, willing
Sky's the limit, no
I've seen the good bad
happy faces 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 wall
I'd see all the things they
been kissing me with lies