The 16 song mixtape relased under Interscope Records has features from Young Scooter, Young Thug, Yung Bans, Gunna, and Nicki Minaj. Future and Juice WRLD and many teasers to the album including their single Fine China. The mixtape was the final mixtape Juice recorded before his death, Juice passed away on December 8, 2019 in Advocate Christ Medical Center after suffering a seizure in the middle of Chicago Midway International Airport.
Realer N Realer
Future & Juice WRLD Lyrics
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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)
Shit getting realer and realer, uh
I invest that in some buildings, uh
Look at my money, it tripled, uh
Shit 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 killers 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
Uh, people love to talk about the money that they make
Nobody 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 shit to your grave
Gucci and Louis shoes everywhere, I don't got no closet space
Versace drawers, my underwear cost what you make in a week
Uh, big shit, expensive shit, all that shit
12 gauge, hit him, he do backflips
40 hit him and he Michael Jackson
Uh, big shit, expensive shit, all that shit
Only wanna fuck one time, baby, I'm on the fall back shit
Matter fact, you wanna fuck her, but you on the call back list
But if I hit it already, chances are I ain't finna call back, bitch
Shit 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
Shit 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 killers 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
All these tennis chains on, I kinda feel like a slave
Bitch got a cum 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
Shit 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' 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 CΓ©line and codeine, I'm going outta here
Got more hoes than Yeezy clothes, they put up like souvenirs
Shit 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
Shit 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 killers 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
The lyrics to Future & Juice WRLD's song Realer N Realer are all about the ups and downs of living the life of a successful artist in the music industry. The opening lines, "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" set up the theme of the song perfectly. The artists are acknowledging that they have achieved great success, but that this has come at a cost. They are living a very different life to that of their families and so there is a growing distance between them.
The main refrain "shit getting realer and realer" reinforces the idea that achieving success does not come without its challenges. The lines "I lost my bro to the system, I lost my bro to a pistol, they tried to take me with him" show that the artists have not been immune to the harsh realities of life, despite their fame and money. They have lost friends and colleagues, and their lives have been threatened. However, they continue to "stay with killers every day" and "keep a 40, it's hungry", suggesting that they are not naive about the dangers of their lifestyle and are prepared to protect themselves.
Overall, Realer N Realer is a song that recognizes the good and the bad sides of success. The artists are aware of the challenges they face, but they also revel in the rewards that their fame and fortune bring.
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah, yeah
Introduction - expressing agreement and excitement
I like to do what I wanna do
I prefer to make my own decisions and live life on my own terms
I like to play with these bands
I enjoy playing with large amounts of money
I got the money and fame now
I am now wealthy and well-known
My family don't understand, understand
My family doesn't comprehend my lifestyle and choices
(Wheezy outta here)
Outtro - reference to the producerβs name
Shit getting realer and realer, uh
Things are becoming more intense and difficult
Came up on a couple of million, uh
Earned a few million dollars
I invest that in some buildings, uh
I used the money to buy buildings as investments
Look at my money, it tripled, uh
My funds have now increased threefold
I lost my bro to the system, uh
My friend was lost to the prison system
I lost my bro to a pistol, uh
My friend was killed by a gun
They tried to take me with him, uh
They tried to harm me in the same way
I can't go for that, no, no
I refuse to accept that fate
I stay with killers every day
I surround myself with dangerous individuals
Keep a 40, it's hungry
I carry a firearm that is always ready to fire
I turn your block to a buffet
I can take over a neighborhood and control it completely
Yeah, I spend a lot
I'm known for spending large sums of money
Balenciaga jacket, Dior shades
I wear high-end designer clothing
I got a lean stain on it, I'ma give it to my maid
I have spilled purple cough syrup on my expensive clothes, but I'll just give them to my maid
Uh, people love to talk about the money that they make
People enjoy bragging about their wealth
Nobody wanna talk about the money that they save
No one wants to discuss saving money
Who am I to talk about it? I blow money every day
I'm not one to talk, as I spend money recklessly
'Cause I know when you die, you can't take the shit to your grave
I believe that money is no use to you when you die
Gucci and Louis shoes everywhere, I don't got no closet space
I have so many designer shoes that I don't even have room for them
Versace drawers, my underwear cost what you make in a week
My underwear is more expensive than what most people make in a week
12 gauge, hit him, he do backflips
I use a shotgun, and it sends my enemies flying
40 hit him and he Michael Jackson
A bullet from my handgun sends someone flailing like Michael Jackson
Only wanna fuck one time, baby, I'm on the fall back shit
I'm only interested in casual sex, and I don't want a relationship
Matter fact, you wanna fuck her, but you on the call back list
Actually, you want to hook up with her, but you're not a priority, so you're on the call back list
But if I hit it already, chances are I ain't finna call back, bitch
If I have already had sex with someone, chances are I won't call them back
All these tennis chains on, I kinda feel like a slave
Despite my wealth, I feel like I am owned by my expensive jewelry
Bitch got a cum stain on my Gucci shirt, I threw it away
A woman stained my designer shirt with semen, and I discarded it
I'm so fly to you, I'm high to you, I take that to the grave
I'm incredibly cool to you, and you will remember me even after I die
Having a thrill off these pills, I could OD any day
I'm enjoying taking drugs, but I could easily overdose
Shit getting realer and triller, I came up on a lotta M's
Life is becoming more dangerous and exciting, and I've made a lot of money
Gotta pop on the opps, we shootin' out soon as we see 'em
We must attack our enemies as soon as we spot them
Mobbin' on the G6's, gon' very hard to see him
Riding in private jets makes it difficult for others to find and attack us
I turned a stripper to a maid, bringing Magic to the crib
I have made a stripper turned maid, to bring excitement to my home
Seven carats on my ring, seven carats on my ears
I have seven carats on both my ring and earrings
Chopper going off like, 'Ring, ring'
My gun is firing and making a ringing sound
Got Peedi Crakk, yeah
A famous rapper says his name
I got CΓ©line and codeine, I'm going outta here
I have a designer bag and a powerful prescription medicine, and I'm leaving
Got more hoes than Yeezy clothes, they put up like souvenirs
I have more women interested in me than Kanye West has fans collecting his clothing as souvenirs
Lyrics Β© Ultra Tunes, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Written by: Colin C. Franken, Jarad Higgins, Nayvadius Wilburn, Wesley Tyler Glass
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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