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[Mir
Real life lit, pardon my
But most of these niggas be real life
But I ball so hard, probably 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 bitch slipped on my
Triple-dub, no assist, my bitch got ass and
And ya got bumps on her lips

JP]
Real life lit, real lit
This some real shit
Instagram bitches, they be life hit
If I hit you once, you still my bitch
I A Milli like Cory Gunz and Lil Wayne
I pop perks like I'm 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 got me some new chains today
I make it through the rain today
My niggas up for action
In the field they got a game today
Just got a from my old shit
Then and made me another one
I thought niggas 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 in a stretcher
My niggas, my brothers, we in together
We weather the storm, I've been so clever
I'm on 'em like bird shit
They can't me out, got 'em nervous
Nothing's promised or
Collecting on some church shit

[Hook: Worldwide JP/Mir
I can't this feeling
When you turned up but you
You a guy and a villain
I hope they love me, willing
Sky's the limit, no
seen the good turn bad
Seen faces turn mad
I'm tryna win, 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 they hide
Who's been kissing me lies

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

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

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

JP]
Jolly Rancher and a got me leaning, aye
Matt the scenes, he a genius, yeah
let the money come between us, ugh
Real life lit, niggas
My life 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
When you turned up but you
You a good guy and a
I they love me, lord willing
Sky's the limit, no
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 fake news me as a bad guy
Oh if I be a fly on the wall sometimes
I'd see all the things hide
Who's been kissing me with