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lirik lagu meek mill - bout that life

[intro: ric flair]
it’s so hard for me to sit back here, in this studio,
looking at a guy out here hollering my name
when last year i spent more money on spilt liquor
in bars from one side of this world to the other, than you made
you’re talking to the rolex wearing, diamond ring wearing, kid stealing (woo!)
wheeling dealing, limousine riding, jet flying, son of a gun

[hook: meek mill & (french montana)]
these p-ssy -ss n-gg-s
ain’t bout that life, ain’t bout that life (you ain’t bout that life) x8

[verse 1: meek mill]
n-gg-s wanna act loco? who you with? numerous shots from the fo fo
young n-gg- in the low low
jumpin’ out the thing with a little bad b-tch like yolo
f-ck for this time ain’t no true
in the hood where there ain’t no hope
now everybody ridin’ dirty like there ain’t no soap
everybody get to rappin’ when there ain’t no c-ke
where the money n-gg-
cop 44 a bird where i live at
probably get the whole load if you get it back
fish scale when snapped rented rack
little n-gg- you ain’t stuntin’ give that rental back, oh
i like fast cars, fast broads
and my last car was like a nascar it go vroom, vroom
then skrr, skrr before i blast off
she go up and down like nasa
bike life on your b-tch n-gg-
pop a wheelie all in that p-ssy she switchin’ gears on this d-ck n-gg-
still young, reckless, and rich n-gg-, yellow diamonds like p-ss n-gg-
stones they glistening n-gg-, ya’ll suckas don’t do it like this n-gg-

[hook: meek mill & (french montana)]

[verse 2: french montana]
that n-gg- right there, that n-gg- right there,
look at that n-gg- right there
that b-tch right there, that b-tch right there
look at that b-tch right there
you ain’t bout that life, you ain’t bout that
that price tag you ain’t bout that
that b-tch you love we popped that
that sh-t talk you ain’t bout that
don’t get caught in that traffic
n-gg-s ain’t bout that action
you can keep your chain
my n-gg-s don’t want that plastic
n-gg-s talkin’ bout they got mill
n-gg-s talkin’ bout they got wheels
n-gg-s talkin bout they got skill
he alright, he not real
got a little flow that’s cool with me
got a little dough that’s cool with me
got a little watch a little jewelry
them self made n-gg-s, volume 3
that work get through like woo!
shorty got that ric flair p-ssy like woo

[hook: meek mill & (french montana)]

[verse 3: k kutta]
[?]
when a car pull up
ya’ll n-gg-s slippin’, with the window rolled up
that choppa with the whip [?]
ain’t no god, ain’t no [?]
just your body, [?] and blood [?]
i’m bout that life, i don’t play no game
that street sh-t lame
in the booth you know i’m flame
[?] in the game
mgb, come and get that bang
that marley [?]
mmg, cut that check
plus a rollie and a chain
ya’ll n-gg-s fake like [?]
[?] ghost, drop the top
bad b-tch, suck my c-ck [?]
in the crib or in the car
p-ssy n-gg- hatin’ cause i’m a star
p-ssy n-gg- hatin’ like [?]
p-ssy n-gg- [?] like who ya are
p-ssy [?] around my c-ck

[hook: meek mill & (french montana)]

[verse 4: torch]
you ain’t about that ye
you ain’t never seen a brick roll down a whole tray
all i know is gunplay
and my n-gg- gunplay anytime broad day
i be stackin’ that cash
i be [?] ya’ll stay
i ain’t even tryin’ to aim everybody in that b-tch
get that straight y’all can push that drop, i done whip [?]
i can flip that molly you ain’t seen anybody
i ain’t run my dough
i ain’t even seen a n-gg- [?] in they own blood
had a white [?]
she screamin’ i’m dead
my n-gg-s gettin’ bread
my n-gg-s beat the feds
every night i send they a photo on my bed
you ain’t bout that life, that life
keep a hundred shots in that [?]
[?] on my dash
thousand grams of that white
[?] my watch
[?] my cuban
courtside like my cuban
you gettin’ money then prove it

[hook: meek mill & (french montana)]

[verse 5: iceberg]
when they sit on [?] and they sit on [?]
with n-gg-s who snipe
with a big ol’ fire
n-gg- sit on down, yous a godd-mn joke
whatchu out there doin?
you goin’ get yourself hurt [?]
these guns really shoot and these packs really move
and i keep them m’s, and ya’ll n-gg-s still playin’
i’m tryin’ to build my bread lil n-gg-
i can’t hear, lil n-gg- i kill for a grand
what the f-ck is you saying
i’m tryin’ to shower my b-tches with black box
[?] someone’s baby momma
f-ck n-gg- keep talkin’ crazy
i’mma buy your b-tch and start claiming your [?] n-gg-
all my whips are from across the border n-gg-
if you a f-ck n-gg- i’ll f-ckin’ shoot a n-gg-
when we pull up ho’s get starstruck
this live house
mmg, i’mma teach you f-ck n-gg-s to boss up

[verse 6: diddy]
man these n-gg-s ain’t bout that life, naw
and this sh-t they talkin’ i got that twice
b-tch i’m diddy ho f-ck your advice
i said b-tch i’m diddy ho f-ck your life
ho shut your mouth when you in the presence of kings
i ball like lebron but i got a couple more rings
i got love for all my hatin’ n-gg-s i heard you said some things
you b-tch n-gg-s need love too i might take you under my wing

[verse 7: rick ross]
car expensive, jack a n-gg-
what they know? i head crack a n-gg-
shots fired dont ask a n-gg-
gangsta got killed by a rappin’ n-gg-
i’m michael corleone
scarface b-tch i got it goin’ on
one time for all the feds watchin’
get inside tips when your money long
got big, my plan bigger
i’m a die tryna squeeze my d-mn trigger
think when you touch that 50 m
victory white, i got five of them
pull up on the corner with shinin’ rims
smiling like a n-gg- when he got a deal
dying, always on my mind for real
empire, always what i want to build

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