Bout That Life lyrics

by

Dizzy Wright


[Verse 1: Dizzy Wright]
Hit a n*gga with a raw dog flow y'all
All 4 Down n*gga Bang Bang
East Side, West Side, North Town
Hold it down for my n*ggas trying to maintain
Coming from the bottom trying to make it out
He don't need help, he don't need a vouch
City of sin, with a pin that bleed, is there a reason you believe me now?
I see a little n*gga puttin' on, you've been warned
I could've sworn, I was born with a hoodie on
All black with an axe I ain't stopping 'til that little n*gga put me on
Drop albums hot freestyles
So let me hit them with a little bit of Flipmode
Bust your head then bust your rhymes
You better cut the check or cut the line

[Chorus: Dizzy Wright]
Coast to coast spending the most time on the road
You ain't 'bout that life
Independent living missing my fam in order to grow
You ain't bout that life
Becoming the coldest n*gga out of every n*gga that I know
You ain't 'bout that life
And I made my fans my foe's shaking hands romancing hoes
Let 'em know
Coast to coast spending the most time on the road
You ain't 'bout that life
Independent living missing my fam in order to grow
You ain't bout that life
Becoming the coldest n*gga out of every n*gga that I know
You ain't 'bout that life
And I made my fans my foe's shaking hands romancing hoes
Let 'em know
[Verse 2: Dizzy Wright]
Let's spark it up with that heart to heart
If we could talk it off and we would
'Cause we gon' smoke it up and she gon' roll it up and she gon' show a n*gga some love
All my buddies starting to get on drugs, I got high just to get on up
I left that just to get on track and now look who I get on tracks, you n*ggas ain't getting us
Fruit don't fall far from the tree though, we traveling city city
Which don't matter we had them that pretty kitty
On my platter that master of me and my spirit don't matter
I'm a mad man and I'm a medicate, elevate just to separate
You couldn't handle the highest, I'm rambling by
Scramble my egg's as I wake and bake, trying to be better than Hov
As good as Tech N9ne at every show, I'm losing my mind,
Let me define
Dizzy dizzy never better before
Hippy n*gga drunk and trippy ain't tripping off n*ggas, I'm 50-50 with the bone
Busy n*gga listen to Bizzy Bone, little Dizzy had to do it his own
What you mean fake n*ggas gonna come in clean, aye ho you wanna suck a King?
(Right)
Make a movie just to make the league
You ain't 'bout that life you ain't tryna taste the dreams huh? (not at all)
Tellin' the realest n*gga that you feelin' it
Takin' my knee to his face and I'm drillin' it
'Til somebody admit that I been the illest in the buildin'

[Chorus: Dizzy Wright]
Coast to coast spending the most time on the road
You ain't 'bout that life
Independent living missing my fam in order to grow
You ain't bout that life
Becoming the coldest n*gga out of every n*gga that I know
You ain't 'bout that life
And I made my fans my foe's shaking hands romancing hoes
Let 'em know
Coast to coast spending the most time on the road
You ain't 'bout that life
Independent living missing my fam in order to grow
You ain't bout that life
Becoming the coldest n*gga out of every n*gga that I know
You ain't 'bout that life
And I made my fans my foe's shaking hands romancing hoes
Let 'em know
[Verse 3: Hopsin]
Dizzy Wright, many n*ggas better lay low
FV is the label, no they can't roll
Put your hands out, reachin' for the payroll
That'll get your face swole, b*tch you ain't know?
Motherf*ckers say I'm too hostile, I hit a n*gga with the boom bop bow
Y'all thinking that I'm 2Pac's child, you did it real big back in the day
You was the sh*t but n*gga you not now, the Darth Vader of rap
Been grindin' for years, now my paper is stacked (yup)
Haters is mad, they hang from my sack
Well I'm celebrating with some skaters that thrash
Fans sayin' lately I'm spitting weak
f*ck you yo I been a beast, give me the mic yo I'm finna eat
Emcees sit and weep
When I be up in the booth 'cause I'm sh*tting heat, n*gga literally
Motherf*cker what you want now
Can't stop and I won't stop
I'll put a n*gga in a dome lock
'Til he pass out, then I'll throw him in the shed with the door locked
b*tch I'm on top
Rage and venom, was raised up in him
And it's gon' take a motherf*cker 30 days to get him
Back on track, these n*ggas can't wait to kill him
Man take a look at how his own label did him
It's okay though, see I made dough
Yeah n*gga I did it
I'm stacking pesos like they Legos
That life I live it
If I had a f*ck I wouldn't give it
You couldn't paint a picture more vivid
I turn a hard rapper into timid
They call a n*gga Hop like rip it
If it's not FV then it's not my business
[Chorus: Dizzy Wright]
Coast to coast spending the most time on the road
You ain't 'bout that life
Independent living missing my fam in order to grow
You ain't bout that life
Becoming the coldest n*gga out of every n*gga that I know
You ain't 'bout that life
And I made my fans my foe's shaking hands romancing hoes
Let 'em know
Coast to coast spending the most time on the road
You ain't 'bout that life
Independent living missing my fam in order to grow
You ain't bout that life
Becoming the coldest n*gga out of every n*gga that I know
You ain't 'bout that life
And I made my fans my foe's shaking hands romancing hoes
Let 'em know
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