Intro
Futuristic]
Em Bm
Sheesh (yeah)
[Chorus: Futuristic]
Em
Yeah, all you do is talk, talk, talk
Em Bm
All you do is talk, talk, talk
Em
All you do is talk, talk, talk
Em
All you do is talk, talk, talk
Em
You ain't really 'bout that life
Em
You ain't really 'bout that life
Em Bm
You ain't really 'bout that life
Em
You ain't really 'bout that life
[Verse 1: Futuristic]
Em
Yeah, everybody wanna run they mouth
Bm
Tellin' hella stories 'bout the day they did
Em
Pull up on 'em
Bm
I show opponents how to son a nigga like I raise a kid
Em
Only speak about it if I be about it
Bm
We can see about it, make it quick
Em
When it come to spittin', who the fuck you kiddin'?
Bm Am
Y'all ain't never did it like I did
Em
Internet, it made me rich
I'm gettin' rich and takin' pictures with some women
Em
Admitted, this life is different, you don't get it
Every sentence killin', make a couple million and quit it
Em
Got niggas into me, tryna get it
The life of Futuristic, I can give it to 'em
Em
Put a rapper on the team, take 'em on tour
Now he really into somethin'
Em
I been 'round the globe a couple times
I ain't have to sign but it's still an option
Em
Got a lotta gwala, made a lotta dollars
Bm
Own a lot of land, Davy Crockett
Em
Got your girlie on the tour bus
She don't watch Barney but she baby-boppin'
Em
Hit it, then I get up on the road
Bm
I'ma do my dance like it's Sadie Hawkins
Em
Boy, I got the sauce (that's true)
Bm
Bitch, I'm living proof (hey)
Em
Tight tennis shoes (you trippin')
Bm
I ain't in the mood, nah
Em
Y'all ain't really 'bout this life
Bm
Took a couple notes from Tech N9ne
Em
Young nigga got the best rhymes
Bm
Don't run your mouth unless right
Em
Spit it like the cinnamon challenge
I was a kid with a talent
Bm
I'm like the bigger the balance when I go off and
Em
Fire like a cigarette lighter
Gotta give the gettin' inside her
Bm
Want me to get up inside her then I gotta bounce
Em
Got six businesses, two houses
Bm
Mormon life, a few spouses
Em
B cool account still gettin' bigger
Bm
Ain't a damn thing you can do about it, I'm gone
[Chorus: Futuristic]
Em
Yeah, all you do is talk, talk, talk
Em Bm
All you do is talk, talk, talk
Em
All you do is talk, talk, talk
Em
All you do is talk, talk, talk
Em
You ain't really 'bout that life
Em
You ain't really 'bout that life
Em Bm
You ain't really 'bout that life
Em
You ain't really 'bout that life
[Post-Chorus]
Em
Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
Em
Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
Em
Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
Em
Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
Em
You ain't really 'bout that life
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Em
Fuckin' about it, I'm bein' about it or what
Em
They don't be havin' what Nina got down in the gut
Em
They be the people that talk up a lot of BS
Em
And they really countin' me less
Em
I can never shout it enough
Em
Frickin' incredible his art be
Em
Rippin' the level, the kids hard me
Em
Givin' the nation a big dark spree
Bm
When I make the music Biz Markie
Em
Innovator, I am not a criminal
This why they women want a shot at genitals
Em
I'm maximum, they sayin' I'm the minimal
Em
We're talkin' cheaper than a Dollar General
Em
Haters hearin' me spit it, shit it
Em D
Goin' ahead and admit it, quit it
Em
Stay stalkin', they talkin'
Em
Tellin' the people that I'm wicked, wicked
Em
Fat stacks, we ballin'
Em
That stash be callin'
Em Bm
Rap after me, that's actually wack, that's why he stallin'
Em
Rule is 'round to get hurt, ain't it?
Em
Dudes around us since birth, tenant
Em
True the lies'll get worse
Bm
Alarmin' then merk around for this shirt, painted
Em
They don't know that when the Planet drop
Em
I'm 'bout to take the rap into a colder degree
Em
Everything I ever wanted from the record business
N.C.
They gon' hand it over to me
Em
They gonna really see the soul of a A
Em
Ridin' rowdy with the flow of the sea
Em
Everybody want the musical virus
N.C.
I give it to 'em like Ebola disease
Em
I'm on a mission to get fish
Em Bm
Shoppin' up enough and I rip it to get swish
Em
Anybody wanna become a gynecologist
Em
They droppin', ain't if I actin' a big bitch
Em
Try to rap me, I'd a pappy, why you 'ttackin'
Em Bm
'Cause you never knew a demon inside a black kid
Em Bm
And never knew you're fuckin' with a flier record
Em
Deep in America, anyone would die to trap me
Em
Tech-a, Nin-a, Futur-istic, we all goin' more crazy!
Em
Takin' everybody's money, even takin' your lady!
dm
Makin' movies with her like I'm motherfuckin' Scorsese!
Em
This is dedicated to my homie up in Florida
Em
Rest in peace WarBaby, let's go!
[Chorus: Futuristic]
Em
Yeah, all you do is talk, talk, talk
Em Bm
All you do is talk, talk, talk
Em
All you do is talk, talk, talk
Em
All you do is talk, talk, talk
Em
You ain't really 'bout that life
Em
You ain't really 'bout that life
Em Bm
You ain't really 'bout that life
Em
You ain't really 'bout that life
[Verse 3: Devvon Terrell]
Em
Fuck up out my way, yeah
Bm
I don't play it safe, yeah
Em Bm
When you from the bottom, you hit harder like a bass
Em
They don't wanna see me on top though
Em
Magic on me like Lonzo
Em
I'ma level up, it's so exciting
Bm
They don't understand me like I'm Mike Tyson
Em
Haters, I need you, I think that I like it
Em
Feedin' me motivation with a diet
Em
I'ma keep grinding, continue to eat
Em
Think you a boss and I'm takin' a knee
Em
Know that you scared 'cause you are what you eat
Em
Chargin' up, man, I'm gon' need a receipt
Em
Niggas be thinkin' I felt it at Disney
Bm
But then they show up and it's Beauty and Beast
Em
Think that you know me just 'cause my exterior
Em
I am the weirdo and I am superior
Em
Funny how niggas be ringing alarm
Bm
When you wanna rise and I'm like, "One at a time"
Em
Niggas as actors, remember your lines
Em
I seen this movie like 300 times
Em
Kickin' you off of my mountain, it's mine
Em
I just want everybody to know (woah)
Em Bm
We not goin' away (yeah)
Em
You don't do your place (yeah)
Bm Em
Knocking at my door, I'm like "Hello" (yeah)
Bm
Won't leave me alone (yeah)
Em
I am on the phone (yeah)
Bm Em
Leave a message when you hear the tone
Hold up
Em
If you wanna get it, then you get it
Em
I'm playin' all the position like I'm Kobe, like I'm Shaq
Em
I'm like Kyrie Irving, I'm dishing anybody not so Futuristic
Bm
And they get the business
Em
Don't do that
Em Bm
Think you messin' with us but it's too late
Em Bm
You not on our level, nigga, please just tie your shoelace
Em
You trippin'
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