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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 probably still be in the 5th
You can't even find ya way off the
Gucci all on my waist and I caught me a case
Lil stupid 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 life
bitches, they be real life hit
If I hit you once, then you my bitch
I need A Milli like Cory and Lil Wayne
I pop perks like I'm hurt and I feel pain
I sip lean like a nigga got a
heart, a new emoji, got the blue face, damn

[Mir
I got me some new chains today
Hope I make it through the today
My niggas warming up for
In the field like they got a game
Just got a check my old shit
Then and made me another one
I thought them niggas was real
Turned out they was bubble gum

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

Worldwide JP/Mir Fontane]
I can't explain this
you turned up but you chillin'
You a good guy and a
I hope they me, lord willing
the limit, no ceilings
I've the good turn bad
Seen happy turn mad
I'm tryna win, guess my bad
Mama, mama, if I die
Let my vibes 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 they hide
been kissing me with lies

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

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

[Mir
Throw it off the glass, that's a
They don't want respect, niggas you for the limelight
If you looking for a bar, here's a Klondike
Seen niggas buried in the same clothes from prom night, night
Dancing with the devil, better have a good two
Niggas claim they from the mud, never got they wet
digging bitches come around and wanna crew rep
Thots got with a tang like the Wu said, yeah

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

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