Story Mode IRL
Lyrics
Intro
dark vocal filter
Loading screen
Blur on the city, it gleam
Pick my fit, pick my team
Whole damn map on the screen (yeah)
Verse 1 – Raspy, older gangster tone
Wake up at the crib in the hills
Big glass wall, got the view that kill
Armor on body like I'm built for war
Mini-map blinking, I’m checking the score
Phone buzz, Lester on line
“Got a score downtown, you tryna slide?”
Mask in the duffel, plates on the ride
Hit the garage, pick a demon to drive
Candy paint whip, neon on the floor
Turbo spooling like it’s ready for war
Skrrt down the ramp, fence in the way
I ain’t using exits, I’m making a lane
Red light, but the light don’t matter
NPCs scatter when I climb that ladder
Out the sunroof, chopper in reach
Letting off rounds while I swerve through the beach
Pull up to the spot, crew in the alley
One dude twitchy, hand on the tally
Split that cut, then we roll in deep
Masks on faces, hearts on sleep
Door get kicked, whole bank on freeze
Cameras spinning, I drop both knees
Shotgun roar, tell ’em all “don’t breathe”
Vault door singing when I work those keys
Chorus
This that story mode irl, I’m a glitch in the street
Drive like I got five stars stuck on me
Whole town mine, from the docks to the peaks
What you call crime, just a normal week
Load that clip, same shit, new day
New heist, new whip, new way
From the block to the top, free play
This that story mode irl, press play (press play)
[Verse 2 – Cocky, younger, high-energy tone]
Walk in the club like a side mission
Gold on my neck like a bad decision
Bouncer know me, I don’t wait in a line
I just flash one call, whole squad behind
Bottle in hand, but I’m eyeing the roof
Heli pad shining, that’s living proof
If it park there, I’ma take that ride
Pilot respawn, but I own his sky
Shorty in the VIP talking that talk
Ask what I do, I just laugh, I just walk
“See that car outside? That’s me on the wall
See that poster? That’s my last big haul”
We don’t dance, we plan and we plot
Mark on the map, target on the dot
Club just cover, DJ just noise
Upstairs office got ledgers and toys
Hack that safe like a quicktime event
“If I mess up?” I don’t, I’m bent
Cameras looping, time on pause
Whole damn city just obey my laws
Cops show late, I’m already gone
Jump in the ride, whole street my lawn
Burnout marks like a mission complete
Radio blasting my voice on the beat (yeah)
Pre-Chorus – Layered male vocals
Phone to my ear, I don’t hear you cry
I just hear cash and a crew on standby
If the bag too light, then the gun get loud
If the gun get loud, then we move through crowds
Chorus
This that story mode irl, I’m a glitch in the street
Drive like I got five stars stuck on me
Whole town mine, from the docks to the peaks
What you call crime, just a normal week
Load that clip, same shit, new day
New heist, new whip, new way
From the block to the top, free play
This that story mode irl, press play (press play)
Verse 3 – Calm, cold, almost bored tone
I don’t even flinch when the sirens sing
Got a safehouse key for like everything
Warehouse out east full of powder and chrome
Scrapyard out west where we bury your home
I buy whole blocks just to blow ’em for fun
Insurance money hit, that’s a side run
Call from the boss, he like “city