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realer n realer - future & juice wrld lyrics

[intro: future]
yeah, yeah
i like to do what i wanna do
i like to play with these bands
i got the money and fame now
my family don’t understand, understand
(wheezy outta here)

[chorus: juice wrld]
sh-t getting realer and realer, uh
came up on a couple of million, uh
i invest that in some buildings, uh
look at my money, it tripled, uh
sh-t getting realer and realer, uh
i lost my bro to the system, uh
i lost my bro to a pistol, uh
they tried to take me with him, uh
i can’t go for that, no, no
i stay with k!llers every day
keep a 40, it’s hungry
i turn your block to a buffet
yeah, i spend a lot
balenciaga jacket, dior shades
i got a lean stain on it
i’ma give it to my maid

[verse 1: juice wrld]
uh, people love to talk about the money that they make
n-body wanna talk about the money that they save
who am i to talk about it? i blow money every day
’cause i know when you die, you can’t take the sh-t to your grave
gucci and louis shoes everywhere, i don’t got no closet sp-ce
versace drawers, my underwear cost what you make in a week
uh, big sh-t, expensive sh-t, all that sh-t
12 gauge, hit him, he do backflips
40 hit him and he michael jackson
uh, big sh-t, expensive sh-t, all that sh-t
only wanna f-ck one time, baby, i’m on the fall back sh-t
matter fact, you wanna f-ck her, but you on the call back list
but if i hit it already, chances are i ain’t finna call back, b-tch

[verse 2: future]
all these tennis chains on, i kinda feel like a slave
b-tch got a c-m stain on my gucci shirt, i threw it away
i’m so fly to you, i’m high to you, i take that to the grave
having a thrill off these pills, i could od any day
sh-t getting realer and triller, i came up on a lotta m’s
gotta pop on the opps, we shootin’ out soon as we see ’em
mobbin on the g6’s, gon’ be very hard to see him
i turned a stripper to a maid, bringing magic to the crib
seven carats on my ring, seven carats on my ears
chopper going off like, “ring, ring”
got peedi crakk, yeah
i got céline and codeine, i’m going outta here
got more hoes than yeezy clothes, they put up like souvenirs

- future juice wrld lyrics

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