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Statik Selektah - Beautiful Life ft. Action Bronson, Joey Bada$$
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[Verse 1]
I don't give a fuck, y'all
[Verse 2]
It's like motherfucking voodoo in here
Uh, uh
I been down but never been out
Around the world since I been out
Now I'm 'bout to fuck around, pull the pin out
'Cause kids needs clothes on they back
And daddy needs new gold spokes on the 'Lac
I still posing for flicks, holding my dick head
At the table ripping bread with my day ones
Ain't shit change, dogg, 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
Glowed up like a rave in the forest
In all white, eating orange
[Verse 3]
It's a beautiful life
It's a beautiful life, uh
It's a beautiful life, uh
It's a beautiful life, uh
It's a beautiful life
[Verse 4]
The high-top Air Force One, all canvas
Took those off, hit the stage wearing sandals
4X white t-shirt, that's standard
And1 shorts, '96 on the camera
Baby got me stiffer than LA Looks
So I hit her with that New York dick
Number three, 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
Sitting on the floor like a gypsy in a basket
Damn, I'm a bastard
[Verse 5]
It's a beautiful life, uh
It's a beautiful life
It's a beautiful life (Check it out, y'all)
It's a beautiful life
[Verse 6]
The lemongrass in the Bally shack
Hit up Chucks, the what up, I'm on my Cali swag
Cadillac dreams, transactions in between
The man and his cream, every thought brought the penny back
Balling off that, yo, thanks for the alley act
Probably paint the cut, all black like an alley cat
Middle fingers up, you fuckboys fucked up
You dismissed, had one shot, but time's up
Make the block boys go crazy, take a whiff
Ain't worried 'bout the other life, we tryna change shift
My reality, like from my ankle ain't actually
All you perceive, these eyes can deceive
Holding back, but I'm never holding out
So I doubt what your little trap mouth chat about
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 getting cash now, used to be class clown
Don't worry 'bout beef, I'm feeling like a cash cow
[Verse 7]
Uh, and it's a beautiful life, yeah
It's a beautiful life
It's a beautiful life
It's a beautiful life
It's a beautiful life, yeah
It's a beautiful life
It's a beautiful life
It's a beautiful life
Written by: Ariyan Arslani, Dominic Roy King, Frank Musker, J. Virginie, Johnny Bristol, Patrick Baril
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