Bout That Life (feat. Kidd)
You don't really want smoke like you think you do
Everybody round me trained to shoot
Got numbers on me right now If I said it then I mean it
I'll stand on it nigga what up
Heard them niggas wanna kill me
They ain't really Bout That Life
No No
They ain't really Bout That Life
Brand new Glock got it loaded on my waistline
Trigger happy up that bitch like a gang sign
Pull up on me if you really bout them problems dawg
I'll air it out I ain't fighting nam one of y'all
Hella rounds out the stick sound like a drum roll
Pin your ass to the wall like a dart board
Dumb aim I ain't aiming atcha chest tho
Doom shots what the fuck you think the scoop for
Smoke ain't shit get it in round here
Catch a body in a minute
Ain't no pussy niggas with me
Everybody heavy stepping and they dumping till its empty
You ain't even gotta fear me for them hollow tips to hitcha what up
We shoot to kill round here no cap I'ma bury me a nigga
Fuck rap I'ma zone 4 nigga
I got it on me now come and see about me nigga
You don't really want smoke like you think you do
Everybody round me trained to shoot
Got numbers on me right now If I said it then I mean it
I'll stand on it nigga what up
Heard them niggas wanna kill me
They ain't really Bout That Life
No No
They ain't really Bout That Life
Pull up if you with it I ain't wit the talking
Come on dog you better quit barking before we get the sparking
We ready go regardless you ready to go that nonsense
I'm bout this you ain't bout this life found this on a road get liked
Please don't get hyped the crew equipped like call of duty
This the life you find in movies don't try to move me
I'll rock a hoodie and pull the forty out bop bop
How you going out I'm top shot in the hood I'm down wit now
Cause you got a found in a ditch ditched you don't wont smoke
This the incense I insist you take a big wiff and wake up
You ain't gotta chance in hell You bettah get your cake up
Cause you cannot prevail tryna come at us for real
The homies trained to kill. And we still in the field
You get slumped tryna run wit steal in the field
Please don't come with no punks thinking that's that your shield
Run up get dumped on get your cap pealed you want smoke I got right here
You don't really want smoke like you think you do
Everybody round me trained to shoot
Got numbers on me right now If I said it then I mean it
I'll stand on it nigga what up
Heard them niggas wanna kill me
They ain't really Bout That Life
No No
They ain't really Bout That Life
Everybody round me trained to shoot
Got numbers on me right now If I said it then I mean it
I'll stand on it nigga what up
Heard them niggas wanna kill me
They ain't really Bout That Life
No No
They ain't really Bout That Life
Brand new Glock got it loaded on my waistline
Trigger happy up that bitch like a gang sign
Pull up on me if you really bout them problems dawg
I'll air it out I ain't fighting nam one of y'all
Hella rounds out the stick sound like a drum roll
Pin your ass to the wall like a dart board
Dumb aim I ain't aiming atcha chest tho
Doom shots what the fuck you think the scoop for
Smoke ain't shit get it in round here
Catch a body in a minute
Ain't no pussy niggas with me
Everybody heavy stepping and they dumping till its empty
You ain't even gotta fear me for them hollow tips to hitcha what up
We shoot to kill round here no cap I'ma bury me a nigga
Fuck rap I'ma zone 4 nigga
I got it on me now come and see about me nigga
You don't really want smoke like you think you do
Everybody round me trained to shoot
Got numbers on me right now If I said it then I mean it
I'll stand on it nigga what up
Heard them niggas wanna kill me
They ain't really Bout That Life
No No
They ain't really Bout That Life
Pull up if you with it I ain't wit the talking
Come on dog you better quit barking before we get the sparking
We ready go regardless you ready to go that nonsense
I'm bout this you ain't bout this life found this on a road get liked
Please don't get hyped the crew equipped like call of duty
This the life you find in movies don't try to move me
I'll rock a hoodie and pull the forty out bop bop
How you going out I'm top shot in the hood I'm down wit now
Cause you got a found in a ditch ditched you don't wont smoke
This the incense I insist you take a big wiff and wake up
You ain't gotta chance in hell You bettah get your cake up
Cause you cannot prevail tryna come at us for real
The homies trained to kill. And we still in the field
You get slumped tryna run wit steal in the field
Please don't come with no punks thinking that's that your shield
Run up get dumped on get your cap pealed you want smoke I got right here
You don't really want smoke like you think you do
Everybody round me trained to shoot
Got numbers on me right now If I said it then I mean it
I'll stand on it nigga what up
Heard them niggas wanna kill me
They ain't really Bout That Life
No No
They ain't really Bout That Life
Credits
Writer(s): Omar Fontanez
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