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

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

Fontane]
I got me some new chains today
Hope I make it the rain today
My niggas warming up for
In the field like they got a today
Just got a check from my old
Then went and made me one
I thought them niggas was real
Turned out really was bubble gum

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

[Hook: JP/Mir Fontane]
I explain this feeling
When you up but you chillin'
You a good guy and a
I hope they love me, lord
the limit, no ceilings
I've seen the turn bad
happy faces turn mad
I'm tryna win, it's my bad
Mama, mama, if I die
Let my stay alive
Don't let the fake news me as a bad guy
Oh if I could be a fly on the sometimes
I'd see all the things they
Who's been me with lies

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

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

Fontane]
Throw it off the glass, that's a
They don't want respect, kill you for the limelight
If you looking for a cold bar, here's a
niggas buried in the same clothes from prom night, prom night
Dancing with the devil, better have a two step
Niggas claim they the mud, never got they boots wet
Gold digging bitches around and wanna crew rep
Thots got pussy with a tang like the Wu said,

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

[Hook: Worldwide Fontane]
I explain this feeling
you turned up but you chillin'
You a guy and a villain
I hope they love me, lord
Sky's the limit, no
I've the good turn bad
Seen faces turn mad
I'm win, guess it's my bad
Mama, mama, if I die
Let my stay alive
Don't let the news paint me as a bad guy
Oh if I be a fly on the wall sometimes
I'd see all the things they
Who's been kissing me lies