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Skeme - Ain't Bout Dat Life Ft Jay 305 lyrics

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Y’all niggas ain’t bout that life, y’all niggas ain’t bout that life

Y’all niggas ain’t bout that life, y’all niggas ain’t bout that life

Y’all niggas just talking that tough shit,

Y’all niggas ain’t bout that life, y’all niggas ain’t bout that life

Y’all niggas ain’t bout that life

Ok, I’m riding round with my stacks, and I got my home town on my back

My enemies on my Malcolm X, and my yopper right in my lap

Me, I represent for that Inglewood, with my money right and they know it

On prometesine with that pistol plan, I’m banging out the whole focus

These square niggas so bogus, this jord bright and hoes notice

I’m vibin out and just zonin, I swear that these lame niggas don’t want it

I got this southern drawl in my vocals, I’m bout my mail, ain’t no poster bitch

I’m bizy getting that OT though I got no time to play with no locals

I’m swagging out in these clubs, and I dropped yo rent to stay on that couch

Take about 3 months of that same rent

To pay for that gold in my mouth

Bitch I do this, I do this

This here ain’t just bout no music

I bleed the block and I grinded out

I beat the bass down till I bruise it

My time is now and I got it

Fuck these haters tryna block it

Got that dollar built in my Levi's

And these racks tucked in my pocket

My time is now and I got it

Fuck them haters tryna knock it

Got that Louie built in my Levi's

And that hammer tucked in my pocket

These niggas just out here fronting,

These niggas just out here playing

These niggas stay talking that bullshit

I ain’t mad at y’all I’m just saying

These niggas must think they nice

These niggas think they shit tight

Real nigga eryday and night

Y’all niggas ain’t bout that life, y’all niggas ain’t bout that life

Y’all niggas ain’t bout that life, y’all niggas ain’t bout that life

Y’all niggas ain’t bout that life,

Y’all niggas just talking that tough shit,

Y’all niggas ain’t bout that life, y’all niggas ain’t bout that life

Y’all niggas ain’t bout that life, nah

Let them hate hate, but my case straight

I’m with a bad bitch and on vacate

So fuck these niggas and nay say

Them niggas more than weak, just like 8 days

We got ak’s that will trouble shoot

You get caught up in a polo bubble goo

See my hoes man, they wouldn’t even fuck with you

You act out, have a shooter see what’s up with you

See I’m down to die for respect homie

Sox my set homie, red bitch to get wet fo me

And tell her toe touch and do a stretch on it

I flex homie, flex homie

Ice cold on my pimp shit,

Other rappers on shrimp shit

I’m having red wine with my shrimp dish

Y’all just talking bout getting it

But y’all ain’t real about bidess

I’m grinding out till I’m finished

To drop that period on my sentence.

City boy be talking bout getting it

But they ain’t really bout bidness

I’m grinding out till I’m finished

Versace shades all in my vision

These niggas just out here fronting,

These niggas just out here playing

These niggas stay talking that bullshit

I ain’t mad at y’all I’m just saying

These niggas must think they nice

These niggas think they shit tight

Real nigga eryday and night

Y’all niggas ain’t bout that life, y’all niggas ain’t bout that life

Y’all niggas ain’t bout that life, y’all niggas ain’t bout that life

Y’all niggas ain’t bout that life,

Y’all niggas just talking that tough shit,

Y’all niggas ain’t bout that life, y’all niggas ain’t bout that life

Y’all niggas ain’t bout that life, nah

Any city hero, I rock Camero, watch my spot

Clock in the nearo never been a yeat

4 4 60 shots, nigga just breathe, aim for the face

Nigga fuck your knees

Real gangs nigga fuck peace

I’ve been here, I’ma die here

Live life nigga with no fear

No tattoos just stab wounds

I’ve been a goon, I’ve been a fool,

I broke the rules, willing to loose

Say you tough, my mini 14 will call your bluff

Los Angeles hot top just put your hoe on thick

Fuck her good, then go big, hit it with the jig

South central shit,

Hundred miles on my cortez, watching for the feds

Don’t die for dough dough boy, baking the bread

She gave me the pussy cause how I said

How I play, you can’t fade it

You roach niggas, you roach hoes

Read it, racks on racks nigga,

That’s how I play it, fucker.

These niggas just out here fronting,

These niggas just out here playing

These niggas stay talking that bullshit

I ain’t mad at y’all I’m just saying

These niggas must think they nice

These niggas think they shit tight

Real nigga eryday and night

Y’all niggas ain’t bout that life, y’all niggas ain’t bout that life

Y’all niggas ain’t bout that life, y’all niggas ain’t bout that life

Y’all niggas ain’t bout that life,

Y’all niggas just talking that tough shit,

Y’all niggas ain’t bout that life, y’all niggas ain’t bout that life

Y’all niggas ain’t bout that life, nah

Thanks to Nikki C for correcting these lyrics

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