Bout That Life

(performed by Meek Mill)

(feat. French Montana, K Kutta, Torch & Iceberg)

[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 ******* ass *******s

Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (you ain't bout that life) [x8]

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]

*******s wanna act loco? Who you with? numerous shots from the fo fo

Young ******* in the low low

Jumpin' out the thing with a little bad ******* like YOLO

44 on my hip line, this time ain't no joke

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 coke

Where the money *******

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 ******* 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 ******* *******

Pop a wheelie all in that ******* she switchin' gears on this ******* *******

Still young, reckless, and rich *******, yellow diamonds like piss *******

Stones they glistening *******, ya'll suckas don't do it like this *******

[Hook: Meek Mill & French Montana]

[Verse 2: French Montana]

That ******* right there, that ******* right there,

Look at that ******* right there

That ******* right there, that ******* right there

Look at that ******* right there

You ain't bout that life, you ain't bout that

That price tag you ain't bout that

That ******* you love we popped that

That *******t talk you ain't bout that

Don't get caught in that traffic

*******s ain't bout that action

You can keep your chain

My *******s don't want that plastic

*******s talkin' bout they got mill

*******s talkin' bout they got wheels

*******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 *******s, Volume 3

That work get through like woo!

Shorty got that Ric Flair ******* like woo

[Hook: Meek Mill & French Montana]

[Verse 3: K Kutta]

I said ya'll would but **** huntin yo business

When the cop pull up ya'll *******s slippin

With the window rolled up

That choppa went to rippin

Choppa went to rippin

Ain't no God, ain't no peace

Yes yo body floatin in blood

Exposed to the skreek

I'm bout that life, I don't play no games

That snitch *******t lame

In the booth you know I'm flame

Ross put me in the game

MGB help you kick that bang, that molly game

MMG cut that check, bust a Rollie and a chain

Ya'll *******s played like Reeve Rock

Coast to coast, top to top

Bad ******* suck the *******

In the crib or in the car

******* ******* hate guns, I'm a star

******* ******* hate like I'm a star

******* ******* whip like who you are?

******* *******s scared if around my car

[Hook: Meek Mill & French Montana]

[Verse 4: Torch]

You ain't bout that life, you ain't bout that yay

You ain't never seen a brick roll down the whole trades

All I know is gotta play

Hit my ******* Gunplay and everytime broad day

I just stunt in that cage

Adding *******s front page

Keep going, ya'll stay

I ain't try aim everybody in that VIP

Catch a stray and I pull that drop

I done whipped that mazy, I done flipped that lolly

You ain't seen a dead body?

I done earned my **** name

You see the *******s who shot a mane and they own blood

Had to wipe mama tears

She's dreamin I'm dead but a *******'s getting bread

My *******s beat the feds

They never seen the fall of my band

You ain't bout that life, that life

Keep 100 shots in that pipe

200 my dash, 1000 grams of that white

Sky dweller my watch, 2 kilos my Cuban

Course I link my Cuban

You getting money then prove it *******

Torch

[Hook: Meek Mill & French Montana]

[Verse 5: Iceberg]

When they shoot on sight and they sit on tight

But *******s who snipe with that big old fire

******* sit on down

You's a goddamn joke, what you out there doing?

You won't get yourself hurt, it's not that movie

These guns really shootin and these badge really movin

I need them M's and ya'll *******s still playin

I'm tryna build my brand

Lil man can't hear daddy got killed for a gram

What the ******* is you sayin?

I'm tryin to show off my ******* with black bongs

Nino Brown somebody baby mama

******* ******* keep talkin crazy

I'm a bag yo ******* and start claimin you doin that uh

All my work from across the border *******

Woo!

If he a ******* ******* I'll ****** shoot him *******

When we pull up hoes get star struck

This live house, MMG

I'm a teach you ******* *******s to boss up

[Verse 6: Diddy]

Man these *******s ain't bout that life, naw

And this *******t they talkin' I got that twice

******* I'm Diddy ho ******* your advice

I said ******* I'm Diddy ho ******* 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' *******s I heard you said some things

You ******* *******s need love too I might take you under my wing

[Verse 7: Rick Ross]

Car expensive, jack a *******

What they know? I head crack a *******

Shots fired don't ask a *******

Gangsta got killed by a rappin' *******

I'm Michael Corleone

Scarface ******* 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 damn trigger

Think when you touch that 50 m

Victory white, I got five of them

Pull up on the corner with *******nin' rims

Smiling like a ******* when he got a deal

Dying, always on my mind for real

Empire, always what I want to build