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

JP]
Real life lit, real lit
This some real shit
bitches, they be real life hit
If I hit you once, then you still my
I need A Milli like Cory and Lil Wayne
I pop perks like I'm hurt and I feel pain
I sip lean a nigga got a toothache
Cold heart, a new emoji, got the blue face,

Fontane]
I just got me new chains today
I make it through the rain today
My niggas up for action
In the field like they got a game
Just got a check my old shit
Then went and made me one
I thought niggas was real ones
Turned out they really was gum

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

[Hook: JP/Mir Fontane]
I can't explain this
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 seen the turn bad
happy faces turn mad
I'm tryna win, it's my bad
Mama, mama, if I die
Let my vibes stay
Don't let the fake 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
it's Maybelline, yeah
Came from the
wanna follow
We doing things

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

[Mir
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, here's a
Seen niggas buried in the same clothes prom night, prom night
Dancing with the devil, better a good two step
Niggas claim from the mud, never got they boots wet
Gold 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
behind the scenes, he a genius, yeah
Never let the money between us, ugh
life lit, niggas gleaming
My like the 4th of July, yeah
I got this lil' from Dubai, aye
I and I rap, got two jobs
Still'll sit on you, lay you down a futon, yeah

[Hook: Worldwide JP/Mir
I explain this feeling
you turned 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
happy faces turn 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 could be a fly on the sometimes
I'd see all the things hide
Who's been me with lies