About That Life Lyrics - Dj Kayslay

Ay yo, it's DJ Kay Slay, the drama king 

So this is what it comes down to, huh? 

Y'all niggas think y'all 'bout that life? 

Well it's time to show and prove 

Fab, set it off! 

Look, I terminate a bitch, like her name was Sarah Connor 

Where I'm from, we never meet daddies; swear on mommas. 

I'm high fashion, so my Gucci reeks of marijuana 

My shoes are killing them! I call these a pair of homi-cides 

Put me in the passenger and I'mma ride, cause my mind is full of massacres 

Killer verses, I lay 'em down and fill up hearses. 

You can't be the best without knowing who the worst is 

Me and Kay a lot alike, we don't fake nothing 

Thick bitches in my sheets, I be straight stunting 

You got the wrong keys, I ain't who to start with 

Rise of the apes, now who you monkeys getting smart with? 

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I'm bout that money, I'm bout that fetty 

I'm down to get it by any means necessary 

I'm bout that drama, I'm bout that strife 

Now fuck with me or with my team and you gonna see 

Bi-bi-bi-bitch I'm bout that life! 

I-I-I'm go-going hard, go-going in 

Tryna get what I can get before these people give me 25 to life 

Now tell them hatin' ass niggas, that hatin' only makes you die quicker 

Cause bitch I'm bout that life! 

In love with the money, infatuated with coupes 

Immaculate living, money stack up to my roof 

The baddest of women, purse matchin' the boots 

That's the half, you don't wanna see what's in that fuckin' bag 

Pull it like a flip cam, first you aim it, then you fire 

Penthouse smoker, nigga, I can't get no higher 

Hella bad heroine in every bag she carry "O." 

You niggas ain't getting money, fuck it and carry on 

The biggest and the richest, fucking self made 

Ricky Rozay and my nigga Kay Slay 

Pound of purple green, 2 liter of pink Sprite. 

I could flip a brick before a chick can blink twice! 

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You know what? You don't like me, I don't give a fuck 

Respect is like some money to me, I don't get enough! 

Like I ain't put on the hardest city in America 

St. Louis, and we ain't scared of ya 

King of the drama, see him rollin' with the drama king 

Yo Kay Slay, you want lil' momma from your magazine? 

You know the one that's got a body like a cartoon 

Ass like a whale 'til lil' durrty gotta harpoon 

Woo! This stacking racks on racks 

Go check my hallways mother fucker, plaques on plaques 

These niggas lying a lot, I'm speaking facts on facts 

My hotel room's infested durrty, rats on rats 

Looking at a dollar bill, saw the White House 

Then I flipped a couple bills, bought a white house 

Triple beam on a triple stack, triple back 

Going back court like I dribbled back, simple fact 

When that drop roller and that top fold up 

Bitches going both ways like they're bipolar 

Pop the ace Black Jack, ski mask, black mac 

Hit the back of your head, turn your fitted to a snapback. 

Best of the greatest, bought the pussy and paid for maintenance 

Waste of money, wack head, the bitch brainless 

Word to Kay Slay, you niggas straight stuntin' 

I be spending seven digits like it ain't nothin' 

[T-Pain