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Yo What up K (Ok K Money) Free Money, free Savage, free Teezy Free Neff, free Cut, nigga free E Some odd months ago they was screamin' free me Made 20 thousand and the same day they freed me They ain't bout that life, believe me In here watchin' cameras, I don't never watch no TV Been too busy trappin' wasn't carin' bout no CD Three hundred dollar coat jeans screamin' feed me We in this bitch gettin' high coulda paid some rent A thousand dollars for my jacket coulda bought a bitch Eleven fifty wit' the taxes but it wasn't shit Ask that nigga Pete I'm addicted to Versace shit Versace shirt, Versace draws, Versace glasses Versace belt, Versace 'cause all my bitches match me Suck the dick wit' out askin' my bitches nasty On the low but in public them bitches classy Live like a boss, die like a boss Shine like a king foreign wit' his lost Don't piss him off he'll knock you off You ain't 'bout that life nigga knock it off Live like a boss, die like a boss Shine like a king foreign wit' his lost You ain't 'bout that life nigga knock it off You ain't 'bout that life I knock you off My babygirl beautiful you would thought she was foreign She blew three bands of sacks the day she was born Burberry blanket and jacket to keep her warm Her daddy stay on that road you would think he tourin' Show up wit the blow and a package of corn Flood yo' hood wit the white you think it was snowin' All this damn marijuana you think that we growed it and then freestyle about it they thinkin' I wrote it I done peeped out my haters I think they the brokest Niggas say they real niggas I'm thinkin' they jokin' Niggas see a real nigga and be like he focused I been up I been down I go through the motions Sippin' mud wit' my thugs we lifted and toastin' For the times we ain't have it and them niggas ghost Went from facebook picutures to pictures on posters I'm just tryna see a couple mil' 'fo I go Live like a boss, die like a boss Shine like a king foreign wit' his lost Don't piss him off he'll knock you off You ain't 'bout that life nigga knock it off Live like a boss, die like a boss Shine like a king foreign wit' his lost You ain't 'bout that life nigga knock it off You ain't 'bout that life I knock you off Wasn't gone do a third verse, but I had to Wasn't gone drop a volume two, but I had to My bitch mad and my baby mama mad too Blood gang but a nigga favorite color Ben blue I can't forget my favorite cousin in the Pen too Took my nigga Nate when we was younger like that ten flu Took my nigga Money to Kentucky to the ten spook Prayin'round through the O they tryna give me ten too It's funny when you get it how you spend loot When you gettin' money everybody is yo' friend I ain't tryna be nobody don't pretend to Nigga fuck yo feelin's if you feelin' I offend you I want three big mansions and some head too Four car garages wit' Porsches and Benz coupes Rollin' up backwoods by the damn pool 'Bout to fuck on my ex bitch and her friends too Live like a boss, die like a boss Shine like a king foreign wit' his lost Don't piss him off he'll knock you off You ain't 'bout that life nigga knock it off Live like a boss, die like a boss Shine like a king foreign wit' his lost You ain't 'bout that life nigga knock it off You ain't 'bout that life I knock you off
Writer(s): Kareem Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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