This is a song about "Bout life"

Boy you know ill smoke you out

Girls out her talkin bout

I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine

You got your own life,don't worry bout mine,it's about time

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

Thinkin bout life and a bitch striking it rich toss me a mic and i'll spit

If you asked us 'bout our life you'd probably be greeted with shrugs,

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Don’t you be holding back, your love

That life is all bout vegas

All bout the game, nothin bout the cash

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

Chorus: ? life, life, life.. life is a pain.