[{"id":23446666,"name":"Bout That Life (feat. Kwony Cash)","trackName":"Bout That Life (feat. Kwony Cash)","artistName":"Rich Homie Quan","albumName":"Still Goin In","duration":265.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah\nYou ain't really 'bout it\nYeah\nYou ain't really 'bout it\nYou might talk that life, but you ain't really 'bout it (yeah, nah)\nYou should've seen that price on that A8 Audi (uh-huh, cash)\nI'ma live my life so stay the fuck up out it (yeah)\nI ain't into interviews, I ain't with the talkin' (nah)\nMama said, \"Stay on the porch if you ain't 'bout that life\" (yeah, that right 2)\nWhy the hell you still hollering, \"Pull up\" (pull up)\nLike you 'bout that life? (I'm 'bout it, nigga)\nI bought a mirror just to face the truth (what?)\nYou ain't 'bout that life (nah)\nTherefore, find you something safe to do\nI'm 'bout that life, okay\nKill a nigga all day (I'll kill a nigga)\nI might tie him up, beat him with that ball bat\nSlum a nigga (yeah), 9-1-1 'cause you in trouble nigga (can't stand a snitch)\nYou wanna go to war? Grab the rope and we could tug a nigga\nBlowing nothing but this bubble, nigga\nSmoking Keisha 'til the trouble comes (that loud, nigga)\nShe got a choice, take hard dick or this bubble gum (I ain't playin' with her)\nAnd I be running with some killers\nGot in it with some niggas you ain't never heard of (that right 2)\nI be running through the figures, your plug plug, you deserve us (he goin' in)\nI'm the man, goddamn, goddamn I am (what?)\nI put a bag in the van (yeah, yeah)\nWe can move, we don't need a middleman (nah)\nShe threw a subtweet, you know I caught it (yeah)\nI ain't gotta talk that life you know I'm 'bout it, ay\nYou might talk that life, but you ain't really 'bout it (yeah, nah)\nYou should've seen that price on that A8 Audi (uh-huh, cash)\nI'ma live my life so stay the fuck up out it (yeah)\nI ain't into interviews, I ain't with the talkin' (nah)\nMama said, \"Stay on the porch if you ain't 'bout that life\" (yeah, that right 2)\nWhy the hell you still hollering, \"Pull up\" (pull up)\nLike you 'bout that life? (I'm 'bout it, nigga)\nI bought a mirror just to face the truth (what?)\nYou ain't 'bout that life (nah)\nTherefore, find you something safe to do\nI'm 'bout that life\nI'm talking 'bout headshots, broad day (broad day)\nIn my hood, you hear gunshots all day (all day)\nAnd I'm bangin', nigga, B-B-A nine trey (trey)\nI ain't squshing shit so don't call me (don't call me, nigga)\nAnd I'm all about my issue like a magazine (like a magazine)\nA hundred rounds gon' jump up out this magazine (up out this magazine)\nAnd we'll turn your block into a murder scene\nY'all motherfuckers forget that I'm a member of a murder team\nI'll take your bitch and let my little homies fuck her\nI'ma get that check up out her, partner, I ain't gotta touch her\nNigga play, I'm in his dreams like Freddy Krueger (yeah)\nRussian Ruger, put a fork in yo' noodle\nI'm 'bout that life\nYou might talk that life, but you ain't really 'bout it (yeah, nah)\nYou should've seen that price on that A8 Audi (uh-huh, cash)\nI'ma live my life so stay the fuck up out it (yeah)\nI ain't into interviews, I ain't with the talkin' (nah)\nMama said, \"Stay on the porch if you ain't 'bout that life\" (yeah, that right 2)\nWhy the hell you still hollering, \"Pull up\" (pull up)\nLike you 'bout that life? (I'm 'bout it, nigga)\nI bought a mirror just to face the truth (what?)\nYou ain't 'bout that life (nah)\nTherefore, find you something safe to do\nI get on the beat and I start Diddy bopping (I do, take that)\nYou seen his last tweet? (Yeah), he must be Twitter poppin' (okay)\nThe 40 came with feet, that mean the heat are walking (okay, okay)\nChoppa like Off spray, haters, they gon' keep 'em off me\nPlayer, keep yo' freak up off me, swear like hell, she leeching off me\nI keep her calling me like a bill collector\nThis ain't food stamp but I will accept her\nLet's start something real together\nFlow so sick, ain't feeling better\nMake it rain on her, let her feel the weather\nAn empire with my homies is what we build together\nI'll be damned if I let anybody take it away\nI made it a way and it cost that price\nDon't talk shit if you ain't 'bout that life\nYou might talk that life, but you ain't really 'bout it (yeah, nah)\nYou should've seen that price on that A8 Audi (uh-huh, cash)\nI'ma live my life so stay the fuck up out it (yeah)\nI ain't into interviews, I ain't with the talkin' (nah)\nMama said, \"Stay on the porch if you ain't 'bout that life\" (yeah, that right 2)\nWhy the hell you still hollering, \"Pull up\" (pull up)\nLike you 'bout that life? (I'm 'bout it, nigga)\nI bought a mirror just to face the truth (what?)\nYou ain't 'bout that life (nah)\nTherefore, find you something safe to do","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Bout That Life (feat. Kwony Cash)\n  artist: Rich Homie Quan\n  album: Still Goin In\n  duration_ms: 265000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yeah\n  You ain't really 'bout it\n  Yeah\n  You ain't really 'bout it\n  You might talk that life, but you ain't really 'bout it (yeah, nah)\n  You should've seen that price on that A8 Audi (uh-huh, cash)\n  I'ma live my life so stay the fuck up out it (yeah)\n  I ain't into interviews, I ain't with the talkin' (nah)\n  Mama said, \"Stay on the porch if you ain't 'bout that life\" (yeah, that right 2)\n  Why the hell you still hollering, \"Pull up\" (pull up)\n  Like you 'bout that life? (I'm 'bout it, nigga)\n  I bought a mirror just to face the truth (what?)\n  You ain't 'bout that life (nah)\n  Therefore, find you something safe to do\n  I'm 'bout that life, okay\n  Kill a nigga all day (I'll kill a nigga)\n  I might tie him up, beat him with that ball bat\n  Slum a nigga (yeah), 9-1-1 'cause you in trouble nigga (can't stand a snitch)\n  You wanna go to war? Grab the rope and we could tug a nigga\n  Blowing nothing but this bubble, nigga\n  Smoking Keisha 'til the trouble comes (that loud, nigga)\n  She got a choice, take hard dick or this bubble gum (I ain't playin' with her)\n  And I be running with some killers\n  Got in it with some niggas you ain't never heard of (that right 2)\n  I be running through the figures, your plug plug, you deserve us (he goin' in)\n  I'm the man, goddamn, goddamn I am (what?)\n  I put a bag in the van (yeah, yeah)\n  We can move, we don't need a middleman (nah)\n  She threw a subtweet, you know I caught it (yeah)\n  I ain't gotta talk that life you know I'm 'bout it, ay\n  You might talk that life, but you ain't really 'bout it (yeah, nah)\n  You should've seen that price on that A8 Audi (uh-huh, cash)\n  I'ma live my life so stay the fuck up out it (yeah)\n  I ain't into interviews, I ain't with the talkin' (nah)\n  Mama said, \"Stay on the porch if you ain't 'bout that life\" (yeah, that right 2)\n  Why the hell you still hollering, \"Pull up\" (pull up)\n  Like you 'bout that life? (I'm 'bout it, nigga)\n  I bought a mirror just to face the truth (what?)\n  You ain't 'bout that life (nah)\n  Therefore, find you something safe to do\n  I'm 'bout that life\n  I'm talking 'bout headshots, broad day (broad day)\n  In my hood, you hear gunshots all day (all day)\n  And I'm bangin', nigga, B-B-A nine trey (trey)\n  I ain't squshing shit so don't call me (don't call me, nigga)\n  And I'm all about my issue like a magazine (like a magazine)\n  A hundred rounds gon' jump up out this magazine (up out this magazine)\n  And we'll turn your block into a murder scene\n  Y'all motherfuckers forget that I'm a member of a murder team\n  I'll take your bitch and let my little homies fuck her\n  I'ma get that check up out her, partner, I ain't gotta touch her\n  Nigga play, I'm in his dreams like Freddy Krueger (yeah)\n  Russian Ruger, put a fork in yo' noodle\n  I'm 'bout that life\n  You might talk that life, but you ain't really 'bout it (yeah, nah)\n  You should've seen that price on that A8 Audi (uh-huh, cash)\n  I'ma live my life so stay the fuck up out it (yeah)\n  I ain't into interviews, I ain't with the talkin' (nah)\n  Mama said, \"Stay on the porch if you ain't 'bout that life\" (yeah, that right 2)\n  Why the hell you still hollering, \"Pull up\" (pull up)\n  Like you 'bout that life? (I'm 'bout it, nigga)\n  I bought a mirror just to face the truth (what?)\n  You ain't 'bout that life (nah)\n  Therefore, find you something safe to do\n  I get on the beat and I start Diddy bopping (I do, take that)\n  You seen his last tweet? (Yeah), he must be Twitter poppin' (okay)\n  The 40 came with feet, that mean the heat are walking (okay, okay)\n  Choppa like Off spray, haters, they gon' keep 'em off me\n  Player, keep yo' freak up off me, swear like hell, she leeching off me\n  I keep her calling me like a bill collector\n  This ain't food stamp but I will accept her\n  Let's start something real together\n  Flow so sick, ain't feeling better\n  Make it rain on her, let her feel the weather\n  An empire with my homies is what we build together\n  I'll be damned if I let anybody take it away\n  I made it a way and it cost that price\n  Don't talk shit if you ain't 'bout that life\n  You might talk that life, but you ain't really 'bout it (yeah, nah)\n  You should've seen that price on that A8 Audi (uh-huh, cash)\n  I'ma live my life so stay the fuck up out it (yeah)\n  I ain't into interviews, I ain't with the talkin' (nah)\n  Mama said, \"Stay on the porch if you ain't 'bout that life\" (yeah, that right 2)\n  Why the hell you still hollering, \"Pull up\" (pull up)\n  Like you 'bout that life? (I'm 'bout it, nigga)\n  I bought a mirror just to face the truth (what?)\n  You ain't 'bout that life (nah)\n  Therefore, find you something safe to do\n"},{"id":26442532,"name":"Bout That Life (feat. Kwony Cash)","trackName":"Bout That Life (feat. Kwony Cash)","artistName":"Rich Homie Quan","albumName":"Still Goin In - Reloaded (2017 Reissue)","duration":265.973333,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah\nYou ain't really 'bout it\nYeah\nYou ain't really 'bout it\nYou might talk that life, but you ain't really 'bout it (yeah, nah)\nYou should've seen that price on that A8 Audi (uh-huh, cash)\nI'ma live my life so stay the fuck up out it (yeah)\nI ain't into interviews, I ain't with the talkin' (nah)\nMama said, \"Stay on the porch if you ain't 'bout that life\" (yeah, that right 2)\nWhy the hell you still hollering, \"Pull up\" (pull up)\nLike you 'bout that life? (I'm 'bout it, nigga)\nI bought a mirror just to face the truth (what?)\nYou ain't 'bout that life (nah)\nTherefore, find you something safe to do\nI'm 'bout that life, okay\nKill a nigga all day (I'll kill a nigga)\nI might tie him up, beat him with that ball bat\nSlum a nigga (yeah), 9-1-1 'cause you in trouble nigga (can't stand a snitch)\nYou wanna go to war? Grab the rope and we could tug a nigga\nBlowing nothing but this bubble, nigga\nSmoking Keisha 'til the trouble comes (that loud, nigga)\nShe got a choice, take hard dick or this bubble gum (I ain't playin' with her)\nAnd I be running with some killers\nGot in it with some niggas you ain't never heard of (that right 2)\nI be running through the figures, your plug plug, you deserve us (he goin' in)\nI'm the man, goddamn, goddamn I am (what?)\nI put a bag in the van (yeah, yeah)\nWe can move, we don't need a middleman (nah)\nShe threw a subtweet, you know I caught it (yeah)\nI ain't gotta talk that life you know I'm 'bout it, ay\nYou might talk that life, but you ain't really 'bout it (yeah, nah)\nYou should've seen that price on that A8 Audi (uh-huh, cash)\nI'ma live my life so stay the fuck up out it (yeah)\nI ain't into interviews, I ain't with the talkin' (nah)\nMama said, \"Stay on the porch if you ain't 'bout that life\" (yeah, that right 2)\nWhy the hell you still hollering, \"Pull up\" (pull up)\nLike you 'bout that life? (I'm 'bout it, nigga)\nI bought a mirror just to face the truth (what?)\nYou ain't 'bout that life (nah)\nTherefore, find you something safe to do\nI'm 'bout that life\nI'm talking 'bout headshots, broad day (broad day)\nIn my hood, you hear gunshots all day (all day)\nAnd I'm bangin', nigga, B-B-A nine trey (trey)\nI ain't squshing shit so don't call me (don't call me, nigga)\nAnd I'm all about my issue like a magazine (like a magazine)\nA hundred rounds gon' jump up out this magazine (up out this magazine)\nAnd we'll turn your block into a murder scene\nY'all motherfuckers forget that I'm a member of a murder team\nI'll take your bitch and let my little homies fuck her\nI'ma get that check up out her, partner, I ain't gotta touch her\nNigga play, I'm in his dreams like Freddy Krueger (yeah)\nRussian Ruger, put a fork in yo' noodle\nI'm 'bout that life\nYou might talk that life, but you ain't really 'bout it (yeah, nah)\nYou should've seen that price on that A8 Audi (uh-huh, cash)\nI'ma live my life so stay the fuck up out it (yeah)\nI ain't into interviews, I ain't with the talkin' (nah)\nMama said, \"Stay on the porch if you ain't 'bout that life\" (yeah, that right 2)\nWhy the hell you still hollering, \"Pull up\" (pull up)\nLike you 'bout that life? (I'm 'bout it, nigga)\nI bought a mirror just to face the truth (what?)\nYou ain't 'bout that life (nah)\nTherefore, find you something safe to do\nI get on the beat and I start Diddy bopping (I do, take that)\nYou seen his last tweet? (Yeah), he must be Twitter poppin' (okay)\nThe 40 came with feet, that mean the heat are walking (okay, okay)\nChoppa like Off spray, haters, they gon' keep 'em off me\nPlayer, keep yo' freak up off me, swear like hell, she leeching off me\nI keep her calling me like a bill collector\nThis ain't food stamp but I will accept her\nLet's start something real together\nFlow so sick, ain't feeling better\nMake it rain on her, let her feel the weather\nAn empire with my homies is what we build together\nI'll be damned if I let anybody take it away\nI made it a way and it cost that price\nDon't talk shit if you ain't 'bout that life\nYou might talk that life, but you ain't really 'bout it (yeah, nah)\nYou should've seen that price on that A8 Audi (uh-huh, cash)\nI'ma live my life so stay the fuck up out it (yeah)\nI ain't into interviews, I ain't with the talkin' (nah)\nMama said, \"Stay on the porch if you ain't 'bout that life\" (yeah, that right 2)\nWhy the hell you still hollering, \"Pull up\" (pull up)\nLike you 'bout that life? (I'm 'bout it, nigga)\nI bought a mirror just to face the truth (what?)\nYou ain't 'bout that life (nah)\nTherefore, find you something safe to do","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Bout That Life (feat. Kwony Cash)\n  artist: Rich Homie Quan\n  album: Still Goin In - Reloaded (2017 Reissue)\n  duration_ms: 265973\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yeah\n  You ain't really 'bout it\n  Yeah\n  You ain't really 'bout it\n  You might talk that life, but you ain't really 'bout it (yeah, nah)\n  You should've seen that price on that A8 Audi (uh-huh, cash)\n  I'ma live my life so stay the fuck up out it (yeah)\n  I ain't into interviews, I ain't with the talkin' (nah)\n  Mama said, \"Stay on the porch if you ain't 'bout that life\" (yeah, that right 2)\n  Why the hell you still hollering, \"Pull up\" (pull up)\n  Like you 'bout that life? (I'm 'bout it, nigga)\n  I bought a mirror just to face the truth (what?)\n  You ain't 'bout that life (nah)\n  Therefore, find you something safe to do\n  I'm 'bout that life, okay\n  Kill a nigga all day (I'll kill a nigga)\n  I might tie him up, beat him with that ball bat\n  Slum a nigga (yeah), 9-1-1 'cause you in trouble nigga (can't stand a snitch)\n  You wanna go to war? Grab the rope and we could tug a nigga\n  Blowing nothing but this bubble, nigga\n  Smoking Keisha 'til the trouble comes (that loud, nigga)\n  She got a choice, take hard dick or this bubble gum (I ain't playin' with her)\n  And I be running with some killers\n  Got in it with some niggas you ain't never heard of (that right 2)\n  I be running through the figures, your plug plug, you deserve us (he goin' in)\n  I'm the man, goddamn, goddamn I am (what?)\n  I put a bag in the van (yeah, yeah)\n  We can move, we don't need a middleman (nah)\n  She threw a subtweet, you know I caught it (yeah)\n  I ain't gotta talk that life you know I'm 'bout it, ay\n  You might talk that life, but you ain't really 'bout it (yeah, nah)\n  You should've seen that price on that A8 Audi (uh-huh, cash)\n  I'ma live my life so stay the fuck up out it (yeah)\n  I ain't into interviews, I ain't with the talkin' (nah)\n  Mama said, \"Stay on the porch if you ain't 'bout that life\" (yeah, that right 2)\n  Why the hell you still hollering, \"Pull up\" (pull up)\n  Like you 'bout that life? (I'm 'bout it, nigga)\n  I bought a mirror just to face the truth (what?)\n  You ain't 'bout that life (nah)\n  Therefore, find you something safe to do\n  I'm 'bout that life\n  I'm talking 'bout headshots, broad day (broad day)\n  In my hood, you hear gunshots all day (all day)\n  And I'm bangin', nigga, B-B-A nine trey (trey)\n  I ain't squshing shit so don't call me (don't call me, nigga)\n  And I'm all about my issue like a magazine (like a magazine)\n  A hundred rounds gon' jump up out this magazine (up out this magazine)\n  And we'll turn your block into a murder scene\n  Y'all motherfuckers forget that I'm a member of a murder team\n  I'll take your bitch and let my little homies fuck her\n  I'ma get that check up out her, partner, I ain't gotta touch her\n  Nigga play, I'm in his dreams like Freddy Krueger (yeah)\n  Russian Ruger, put a fork in yo' noodle\n  I'm 'bout that life\n  You might talk that life, but you ain't really 'bout it (yeah, nah)\n  You should've seen that price on that A8 Audi (uh-huh, cash)\n  I'ma live my life so stay the fuck up out it (yeah)\n  I ain't into interviews, I ain't with the talkin' (nah)\n  Mama said, \"Stay on the porch if you ain't 'bout that life\" (yeah, that right 2)\n  Why the hell you still hollering, \"Pull up\" (pull up)\n  Like you 'bout that life? (I'm 'bout it, nigga)\n  I bought a mirror just to face the truth (what?)\n  You ain't 'bout that life (nah)\n  Therefore, find you something safe to do\n  I get on the beat and I start Diddy bopping (I do, take that)\n  You seen his last tweet? (Yeah), he must be Twitter poppin' (okay)\n  The 40 came with feet, that mean the heat are walking (okay, okay)\n  Choppa like Off spray, haters, they gon' keep 'em off me\n  Player, keep yo' freak up off me, swear like hell, she leeching off me\n  I keep her calling me like a bill collector\n  This ain't food stamp but I will accept her\n  Let's start something real together\n  Flow so sick, ain't feeling better\n  Make it rain on her, let her feel the weather\n  An empire with my homies is what we build together\n  I'll be damned if I let anybody take it away\n  I made it a way and it cost that price\n  Don't talk shit if you ain't 'bout that life\n  You might talk that life, but you ain't really 'bout it (yeah, nah)\n  You should've seen that price on that A8 Audi (uh-huh, cash)\n  I'ma live my life so stay the fuck up out it (yeah)\n  I ain't into interviews, I ain't with the talkin' (nah)\n  Mama said, \"Stay on the porch if you ain't 'bout that life\" (yeah, that right 2)\n  Why the hell you still hollering, \"Pull up\" (pull up)\n  Like you 'bout that life? (I'm 'bout it, nigga)\n  I bought a mirror just to face the truth (what?)\n  You ain't 'bout that life (nah)\n  Therefore, find you something safe to do\n"},{"id":28892777,"name":"Bout That Life (feat. Kwony Cash)","trackName":"Bout That Life (feat. Kwony Cash)","artistName":"Rich Homie Quan","albumName":"Still Goin In - Reloaded","duration":266.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah\nYou ain't really 'bout it\nYeah\nYou ain't really 'bout it\nYou might talk that life, but you ain't really 'bout it (yeah, nah)\nYou should've seen that price on that A8 Audi (uh-huh, cash)\nI'ma live my life so stay the fuck up out it (yeah)\nI ain't into interviews, I ain't with the talkin' (nah)\nMama said, \"Stay on the porch if you ain't 'bout that life\" (yeah, that right 2)\nWhy the hell you still hollering, \"Pull up\" (pull up)\nLike you 'bout that life? (I'm 'bout it, nigga)\nI bought a mirror just to face the truth (what?)\nYou ain't 'bout that life (nah)\nTherefore, find you something safe to do\nI'm 'bout that life, okay\nKill a nigga all day (I'll kill a nigga)\nI might tie him up, beat him with that ball bat\nSlum a nigga (yeah), 9-1-1 'cause you in trouble nigga (can't stand a snitch)\nYou wanna go to war? Grab the rope and we could tug a nigga\nBlowing nothing but this bubble, nigga\nSmoking Keisha 'til the trouble comes (that loud, nigga)\nShe got a choice, take hard dick or this bubble gum (I ain't playin' with her)\nAnd I be running with some killers\nGot in it with some niggas you ain't never heard of (that right 2)\nI be running through the figures, your plug plug, you deserve us (he goin' in)\nI'm the man, goddamn, goddamn I am (what?)\nI put a bag in the van (yeah, yeah)\nWe can move, we don't need a middleman (nah)\nShe threw a subtweet, you know I caught it (yeah)\nI ain't gotta talk that life you know I'm 'bout it, ay\nYou might talk that life, but you ain't really 'bout it (yeah, nah)\nYou should've seen that price on that A8 Audi (uh-huh, cash)\nI'ma live my life so stay the fuck up out it (yeah)\nI ain't into interviews, I ain't with the talkin' (nah)\nMama said, \"Stay on the porch if you ain't 'bout that life\" (yeah, that right 2)\nWhy the hell you still hollering, \"Pull up\" (pull up)\nLike you 'bout that life? (I'm 'bout it, nigga)\nI bought a mirror just to face the truth (what?)\nYou ain't 'bout that life (nah)\nTherefore, find you something safe to do\nI'm 'bout that life\nI'm talking 'bout headshots, broad day (broad day)\nIn my hood, you hear gunshots all day (all day)\nAnd I'm bangin', nigga, B-B-A nine trey (trey)\nI ain't squshing shit so don't call me (don't call me, nigga)\nAnd I'm all about my issue like a magazine (like a magazine)\nA hundred rounds gon' jump up out this magazine (up out this magazine)\nAnd we'll turn your block into a murder scene\nY'all motherfuckers forget that I'm a member of a murder team\nI'll take your bitch and let my little homies fuck her\nI'ma get that check up out her, partner, I ain't gotta touch her\nNigga play, I'm in his dreams like Freddy Krueger (yeah)\nRussian Ruger, put a fork in yo' noodle\nI'm 'bout that life\nYou might talk that life, but you ain't really 'bout it (yeah, nah)\nYou should've seen that price on that A8 Audi (uh-huh, cash)\nI'ma live my life so stay the fuck up out it (yeah)\nI ain't into interviews, I ain't with the talkin' (nah)\nMama said, \"Stay on the porch if you ain't 'bout that life\" (yeah, that right 2)\nWhy the hell you still hollering, \"Pull up\" (pull up)\nLike you 'bout that life? (I'm 'bout it, nigga)\nI bought a mirror just to face the truth (what?)\nYou ain't 'bout that life (nah)\nTherefore, find you something safe to do\nI get on the beat and I start Diddy bopping (I do, take that)\nYou seen his last tweet? (Yeah), he must be Twitter poppin' (okay)\nThe 40 came with feet, that mean the heat are walking (okay, okay)\nChoppa like Off spray, haters, they gon' keep 'em off me\nPlayer, keep yo' freak up off me, swear like hell, she leeching off me\nI keep her calling me like a bill collector\nThis ain't food stamp but I will accept her\nLet's start something real together\nFlow so sick, ain't feeling better\nMake it rain on her, let her feel the weather\nAn empire with my homies is what we build together\nI'll be damned if I let anybody take it away\nI made it a way and it cost that price\nDon't talk shit if you ain't 'bout that life\nYou might talk that life, but you ain't really 'bout it (yeah, nah)\nYou should've seen that price on that A8 Audi (uh-huh, cash)\nI'ma live my life so stay the fuck up out it (yeah)\nI ain't into interviews, I ain't with the talkin' (nah)\nMama said, \"Stay on the porch if you ain't 'bout that life\" (yeah, that right 2)\nWhy the hell you still hollering, \"Pull up\" (pull up)\nLike you 'bout that life? (I'm 'bout it, nigga)\nI bought a mirror just to face the truth (what?)\nYou ain't 'bout that life (nah)\nTherefore, find you something safe to do","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Bout That Life (feat. Kwony Cash)\n  artist: Rich Homie Quan\n  album: Still Goin In - Reloaded\n  duration_ms: 266000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yeah\n  You ain't really 'bout it\n  Yeah\n  You ain't really 'bout it\n  You might talk that life, but you ain't really 'bout it (yeah, nah)\n  You should've seen that price on that A8 Audi (uh-huh, cash)\n  I'ma live my life so stay the fuck up out it (yeah)\n  I ain't into interviews, I ain't with the talkin' (nah)\n  Mama said, \"Stay on the porch if you ain't 'bout that life\" (yeah, that right 2)\n  Why the hell you still hollering, \"Pull up\" (pull up)\n  Like you 'bout that life? (I'm 'bout it, nigga)\n  I bought a mirror just to face the truth (what?)\n  You ain't 'bout that life (nah)\n  Therefore, find you something safe to do\n  I'm 'bout that life, okay\n  Kill a nigga all day (I'll kill a nigga)\n  I might tie him up, beat him with that ball bat\n  Slum a nigga (yeah), 9-1-1 'cause you in trouble nigga (can't stand a snitch)\n  You wanna go to war? Grab the rope and we could tug a nigga\n  Blowing nothing but this bubble, nigga\n  Smoking Keisha 'til the trouble comes (that loud, nigga)\n  She got a choice, take hard dick or this bubble gum (I ain't playin' with her)\n  And I be running with some killers\n  Got in it with some niggas you ain't never heard of (that right 2)\n  I be running through the figures, your plug plug, you deserve us (he goin' in)\n  I'm the man, goddamn, goddamn I am (what?)\n  I put a bag in the van (yeah, yeah)\n  We can move, we don't need a middleman (nah)\n  She threw a subtweet, you know I caught it (yeah)\n  I ain't gotta talk that life you know I'm 'bout it, ay\n  You might talk that life, but you ain't really 'bout it (yeah, nah)\n  You should've seen that price on that A8 Audi (uh-huh, cash)\n  I'ma live my life so stay the fuck up out it (yeah)\n  I ain't into interviews, I ain't with the talkin' (nah)\n  Mama said, \"Stay on the porch if you ain't 'bout that life\" (yeah, that right 2)\n  Why the hell you still hollering, \"Pull up\" (pull up)\n  Like you 'bout that life? (I'm 'bout it, nigga)\n  I bought a mirror just to face the truth (what?)\n  You ain't 'bout that life (nah)\n  Therefore, find you something safe to do\n  I'm 'bout that life\n  I'm talking 'bout headshots, broad day (broad day)\n  In my hood, you hear gunshots all day (all day)\n  And I'm bangin', nigga, B-B-A nine trey (trey)\n  I ain't squshing shit so don't call me (don't call me, nigga)\n  And I'm all about my issue like a magazine (like a magazine)\n  A hundred rounds gon' jump up out this magazine (up out this magazine)\n  And we'll turn your block into a murder scene\n  Y'all motherfuckers forget that I'm a member of a murder team\n  I'll take your bitch and let my little homies fuck her\n  I'ma get that check up out her, partner, I ain't gotta touch her\n  Nigga play, I'm in his dreams like Freddy Krueger (yeah)\n  Russian Ruger, put a fork in yo' noodle\n  I'm 'bout that life\n  You might talk that life, but you ain't really 'bout it (yeah, nah)\n  You should've seen that price on that A8 Audi (uh-huh, cash)\n  I'ma live my life so stay the fuck up out it (yeah)\n  I ain't into interviews, I ain't with the talkin' (nah)\n  Mama said, \"Stay on the porch if you ain't 'bout that life\" (yeah, that right 2)\n  Why the hell you still hollering, \"Pull up\" (pull up)\n  Like you 'bout that life? (I'm 'bout it, nigga)\n  I bought a mirror just to face the truth (what?)\n  You ain't 'bout that life (nah)\n  Therefore, find you something safe to do\n  I get on the beat and I start Diddy bopping (I do, take that)\n  You seen his last tweet? (Yeah), he must be Twitter poppin' (okay)\n  The 40 came with feet, that mean the heat are walking (okay, okay)\n  Choppa like Off spray, haters, they gon' keep 'em off me\n  Player, keep yo' freak up off me, swear like hell, she leeching off me\n  I keep her calling me like a bill collector\n  This ain't food stamp but I will accept her\n  Let's start something real together\n  Flow so sick, ain't feeling better\n  Make it rain on her, let her feel the weather\n  An empire with my homies is what we build together\n  I'll be damned if I let anybody take it away\n  I made it a way and it cost that price\n  Don't talk shit if you ain't 'bout that life\n  You might talk that life, but you ain't really 'bout it (yeah, nah)\n  You should've seen that price on that A8 Audi (uh-huh, cash)\n  I'ma live my life so stay the fuck up out it (yeah)\n  I ain't into interviews, I ain't with the talkin' (nah)\n  Mama said, \"Stay on the porch if you ain't 'bout that life\" (yeah, that right 2)\n  Why the hell you still hollering, \"Pull up\" (pull up)\n  Like you 'bout that life? (I'm 'bout it, nigga)\n  I bought a mirror just to face the truth (what?)\n  You ain't 'bout that life (nah)\n  Therefore, find you something safe to do\n"}]