Conquest - You Ain't 'Bout That Life

Torres on the beat
Y'know
Some of y'all are operating under false pretenses
Taking home a different chick every night because your hurt's unresolved
You're in the club buying 'Ace of Spades' on a fixed income
What are you trying to prove exactly
It's time you take a radical departure from that
Cause you ain't 'bout that
At all
You ain’t ‘bout that life, you ain’t been that trife
Not nearly that gangsta, chill
Pants sagging down still, actin’ like you Meek Mill
Not nearly that rapper
God got a greater purpose for your life
Don’t be a clown in a ‘circus’ all your life
In the town or the churches, I’m awesome, Why
I’m profound with the verses I often write
Dude I’m scorching mics, while you’re out there
Trying to be a fraud, better learn to God, better earn with God
Or be a facade up in VIP
Cause some rapper said, Be like me
Yo, the flesh gotta d.i.e, get it ready like b.i.g
Or be Chi Ali
Up North for a long time, never had a strong mind
In and outta jail like t.i.p
Your act is a facade
Don’t know who you’re supposed to be
I know myself through God
Through him, I am His poetry
Satan is sure to deceive you
Be who God made you or we don’t believe you, yeah
Your act is a facade
Don’t know who you’re supposed to be
I know myself through God
Through him, I am His poetry
Satan is sure to deceive you
Be who God made you or we don’t believe you, yeah
Acting like a thug but you’re scared of a gun
You ain’t ‘bout that life, You ain’t ‘bout that life
Better get it right, you ain’t ‘bout that life
Good girl gone bad but it’s all been a front
You ain’t ‘bout that life, You ain’t bout that life
Better get it right, you ain’t ‘bout that life
Acting like a thug but you’re scared of a gun
You ain’t ‘bout that life, You ain’t ‘bout that life
Better get it right, you ain’t ‘bout that life
Good girl gone bad but it’s all been a front
You ain’t ‘bout that life, You ain’t bout that life
Better get it right, you ain’t ‘bout that life
Yo sis, check it out
You’re throwing up your drink any second now
Passed out on the couch, it be getting foul
Ain’t usually how you be getting down
You’re trying to live life in the fast lane
Bad meets evil in mixed drinks and champagne
But you’re playing yourself, it’s a sad thing
That you’re an addict, a fiend for this crack game
It’s a tad lame trying to be a ‘photo-shopped’ type
Doing wrong when you know to walk right
In a New York night, in a New York minute
You often cross Christ and you seem lost in it
Trying to be something you’re not though
Got you poor in spirit though you got dough
You were on that pole, yeah you got low
Like your self esteem for what you’re not yo
Your act is a facade
Don’t know who you’re supposed to be
I know myself through God
Through him, I am His poetry
Satan is sure to deceive you
Be who God made you or we don’t believe you, yeah
Your act is a facade
Don’t know who you’re supposed to be
I know myself through God
Through him, I am His poetry
Satan is sure to deceive you
Be who God made you or we don’t believe you, yeah
Acting like a thug but you’re scared of a gun
You ain’t ‘bout that life, You ain’t ‘bout that life
Better get it right, you ain’t ‘bout that life
Good girl gone bad but it’s all been a front
You ain’t ‘bout that life, You ain’t bout that life
Better get it right, you ain’t ‘bout that life
Acting like a thug but you’re scared of a gun
You ain’t ‘bout that life, You ain’t ‘bout that life
Better get it right, you ain’t ‘bout that life
Good girl gone bad but it’s all been a front
You ain’t ‘bout that life, You ain’t bout that life
Better get it right, you ain’t ‘bout that life
Better check your hardened condition
The vice that started your mission
To be apart from God’s vision
Was that the smartest decision
Straight denying your purpose
You’re straight up dying on purpose
The weight of lying will surface
When fame you’re buying feels worthless
You ain’t ‘bout that life
Never was, never will, you straight gotta chill
Before the gun’s in your face going for the kill
Before you’re done with your faith, take another pill
Cause you’re about that right
Running from God ‘til you’re too exhausted
With one night stands and your crew who lost it
Sins I wish you knew to forfeit
Your act is a facade
Don’t know who you’re supposed to be
I know myself through God
Through him, I am His poetry
Satan is sure to deceive you
Be who God made you or we don’t believe you, yeah
Your act is a facade
Don’t know who you’re supposed to be
I know myself through God
Through him, I am His poetry
Satan is sure to deceive you
Be who God made you or we don’t believe you, yeah
Acting like a thug but you’re scared of a gun
You ain’t ‘bout that life, You ain’t ‘bout that life
Better get it right, you ain’t ‘bout that life
Good girl gone bad but it’s all been a front
You ain’t ‘bout that life, You ain’t bout that life
Better get it right, you ain’t ‘bout that life
Acting like a thug but you’re scared of a gun
You ain’t ‘bout that life, You ain’t ‘bout that life
Better get it right, you ain’t ‘bout that life
Good girl gone bad but it’s all been a front
You ain’t ‘bout that life, You ain’t bout that life
Better get it right, you ain’t ‘bout that life

Written by:
Jason Roberts

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