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rock poetry news Genius submit Create an account Sign in Home Add New Song Groups Blog Verified Artists About Rap Genius Education Contact us Jobs Rick Ross Bout That Life Lyrics Featuring: Diddy, French Montana & Meek Mill Track 15 on Self Made Vol. 3 4,656 views 6 viewing 23 annotations Songtexte2 unreviewed Embed Show song activity How do I create annotations? [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] These niggas ain't about that life Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (you ain't bout that life) [Verse 1: French Montana] That nigga right there, that nigga right there, Look at that nigga right there That bitch right there, that bitch right there Look at that bitch right there You ain't bout that life, you ain't bout that That price tag you ain't bout that That bitch you love we popped that That shit talk you ain't bout that Don't get caught in that traffic Niggas ain't bout that action You can keep your chain My niggas don't want that plastic Niggas talkin' bout they got mill Niggas talkin' bout they got wheels Niggas 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 niggas, Volume 3 That work get through like woo Shorty got that Ric Flair pussy like woo [Hook] [Verse 2: Diddy] Man these niggas ain't bout that life, naw And this shit they talkin' I got that twice Bitch I'm Diddy ho fuck your advice I said bitch I'm Diddy ho fuck 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' niggas I heard you said some things You bitch niggas need love too I might take you under my wing [Verse 3: Rick Ross] Car expensive, jack a nigga What they know? I head crack a nigga Shots fired dont ask a nigga Gangsta got killed by a rappin' nigga I'm Michael Corleone Scarface bitch 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 shinin' rims Smiling like a nigga when he got a deal Dying, always on my mind for real Empire, always what I want to build [Hook] [Verse 4: Meek Mill] Niggas wanna act loco? Who you with? numerous shots from the fo fo Young nigga in the low low Jumpin' out the thing with a little bad bitch like yolo Fuck 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 coke Where the money nigga 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 nigga 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 bitch nigga Pop a wheelie all in that pussy she switchin' gears on this dick nigga Still young, reckless, and rich, yellow diamonds like piss nigga Stones they glistening [Hook] Aus Songtexte Mania