Rari (interlude) Video (MV)

Real recognize real and I don't know these niggas
Try and pump fake with us, my dog on go he sick em
I can't make this shit up my foundation gon die for me nigga
They tryna paint my image, don't know about this life that I'm living
Vlone migo don't ask me to party
I'm here for a payment then nigga im outtie
In a few months a feature gon cost a Ferrari
From rags to the riches to racks and Bugattis
And my dope just came from the murda
I'm paranoid snuck in the club with a burner
This hoe keep praying we takin shit further
But I ain't gon cap I'm gon swerve her
She asked what I'm on and I told her a lot
Before 21 I had been through a lot
This deuce deuce fire and clear out the lot
23 all on my shoes like mike
24 karats to go with the ice
Cold-hearted hoe still agree I'm too fire
She love the boy I'm not even her type
I think the drugs the reason we tight
2600 the shoes that I'm stepping
I know I won't die when I reach 27
The moment I die Slumaveli a legend
And I don't get drunk I get turnt I get wavy
Was broke then a bitch knowing shit gon be gravy
Stayed down with my team for the rings like I'm Brady
Like momma come look at yo baby
I know I need to turn up for my youngins
We came from them rags to the Louis V luggage
And that's just to carry round Louis V buckets
I'm poppin my shit Moncler on my puffer
I'm a heartbreak kid I tell these hoes suck it
I don't want no kids right now but we f*ckin
You not my bitch right now but we f*cking
My fetish is spending and spending the money
Run up a check from like Monday to Sunday
If we ain't the realest then tell us who does it
If we ain't the realest then tell us who does it
Migo slid up on me in a hawk
Migo look like I figured it out
Migo I said I ain't f*cking around
I aint f*cking around
Real recognize real and I don't know these niggas
Try and pump fake with us, my dog on go he sick em
I can't make this shit up my foundation gon die for me nigga
They tryna paint my image, don't know about this life that I'm living
Vlone migo don't ask me to party
I'm here for a payment then nigga im outtie
In a few months a feature gon cost a Ferrari
From rags to the riches to racks and Bugattis
And my dope just came from the murda
I'm paranoid snuck in the club with a burner
This hoe keep praying we takin shit further
But I ain't gon cap I'm gon swerve her
Aye, aye, aye
Aye, f*ck this bitch up
Aye, f*ck this bitch up
Aye, f*ck this bitch up
Aye, f*ck this bitch up
I said, f*ck this bitch up
I said, f*ck this bitch up
I said, left, right, swang with that bitch
I said, left, right, swang with that bitch
I'm bringing that luggage in
I'm bringing that luggage in
I'm bringing that luggage in
I'm bringing that luggage in