Beautiful Life Lyrics - Action Bronson

I don't give a fuck y'all 

I've been down but never been out 

Around the world since I been out 

Now I'm about to fuck around, pull the pin out 

Cause kids needs clothes on they back 

And daddy need new gold spokes on the 'Lac 

Ah- I still posing for flicks holding my dick head 

At the table ripping bread with my day ones 

Ain't shit change dawg I got the same number 

Just a little bit of money and some fame, huh 

The hunger stronger than ever 

I can taste blood on my taste buds 

Holler back at me in eight months 

Glowed up like a rave in the forest 

In all white eating orange 

A beautiful life 

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It's a beautiful life The high top Air Force One all canvas 

Took those off, hit the stage wearing sandals 

Four X white t-shirt, that's standard 

And1 shorts, '96 on the camera 

Baby got me stiffer than L.A. Looks 

So I hit her with that New York dick 

Number 3, John Starks on the jersey 

Bitch I've been doing this for thirty 

The hair on my face says I'm a dominant man with no regards 

Catch ya boy on Queens Boulevard 

Sunk in the seat of something classic 

Sittin' on the floor like a gypsy in a basket 

Damn I'm a bastard 

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It's a beautiful life The lemon grass in the bally shack 

Hit up Chuck, what up I'm on my Cali swag 

Cadillac dreams, transactions in between 

The man and his cream, every thought brought the penny back 

Ballin' off that, yo thanks for the alley act 

Probably paint the cut, all black like an alley cat 

Middle fingers up 

You fuck boys, fucked up 

Ya dismissed, had one shot but time's up 

Make the block boys go crazy 

Take a whiff 

Ain't worried about another life 

We tryin' to change shift 

My reality, life from my ankle ain't actually all you perceive these eyes can deceive 

Holdin' back but i'm never holdin' out 

So i doubt what ya lil trap mouth chat 'bout 

Know they strapped like the back of the couch 

We the era, black out on any rat in the house 

Smash ya spouse until the cat tap out 

Asses out until she passes out 

No doubt we gettin' cash now 

Use to be class clown 

Don't worry about beef 

I'm feelin' like a cash cow 

It's a beautiful life