Rich Homie Quan - Bout' that life lyrics

[Intro] Yeah You ain't really bout it Yeah You ain't really bout it [Hook] You might talk that life, but you ain't really bout it You should've seen that price on that A-A-Audi Imma life my live my life so stay the f** up out it I ain't into interviews, I ain't with the talkin' Mama said "Stay on the pourch" if you ain't bout that life Why the hell you still calling plug Like you bout that life I bought a mirror just to face the truth You ain't bout that life Therefore find yourself something safe to do [Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan] I'm bout that life (Okay) k** a n***a all day I might tie him up Beat him with that ball bat Struggle n***a 9-1-1 Cause you in trouble n***a You wanna go to war Grab the rope we could tuggle n***a Blowing nothing but this bubble n***a Smoking Keisha till the trouble comes She gotta choice, Take hard dick then bubble gum I be running with some k**ers Down with some n***as you've never heard of I be running thru the thick of your plug pull you deserve us I'm the man god damn god damn I am I got a bag and a van In the move we don't need a middle man She threw a subtweet,You know I caught it I ain't gotta talk back like you know I'm bout it [Hook] [Verse 2: Kwony Cash] I-I-I'm bout that life I take my headshots broad day I'm my hood you hear gun shots all day [?] I ain't squshing sh** so don't call me n***a I'm all about my issuse like a magazine A hundred rounds gonna jump out this magazine And we will turn your block to a murder scene Now I forgot I'm a member of a murder team I'll take your b**h And let my little homies f** her Imma get that check up out her Partner I ain't gotta touch her n***a [?] With his dreams Freddy Krueger [?] put a fork in yo nudda I'm bout that life [Hook] [Verse 3: Rich Homie Quan] I-I get on the beat and I start Diddy Boping You seen his last tweet He must be [?] The 40 came with feet, that mean the heat are walking Choppa like off spray Hatters they gonna keep'em off me 12 get yo freak up of me I swear i think she leeching off me I keep her calling, me like a bill collecter This ain't food stamp But I will accept her, let's start something real together Flow so sick, ain't feeling better Make it rain on her, let her feel the weather An empire is where my homies build together I'll be damn if I let anybody take it away I made it a way, And it cost that price Don't talk sh** if you ain't bout that life [Hook]