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[Intro: Future]
Too much poppin’ in my life baby, I just really need some time baby
Come and check up on my line baby, out of time baby, ah noo
Fell in love with the lifestyle, black shades, night clout
She want to fuck but she don’t love me
Lifestyle, lifestyle
Strapped up but I’m iced down, all white crib with the black towel
She don’t want to love me
Lifestyle, lifestyle

[Hook: Future & (YG)]
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
You never really loved me (You ain’t never loved me)
Ahhh, ahhh, never really loved me (You ain’t never loved me)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Never really loved me
It’s my lifestyle, it’s my lifestyle

[Verse 1: Future]
Lil mama fell in love with the lifestyle
Four bad bitches on a white couch
Last night, tried to pipe down
Told her hol’ up, let me put the pipe down
Touchdown, I ain’t even ate yet
Serve it on a platter in a red dress
Chinchilla, turn that bitch to Mona Lisa
All she want to do is fuck, hit the bitch
Sand from her toes out the Lambo
Hit 30k golds for your sandals
30 round clip for the [?]
Drivin’ in the whip, up the wrong way

[Pre-Hook: Future]
Extra luv, extra luv, extra luv
Extra luv
Lifestyle, lifestyle

[Hook: Future & (YG)]
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
You never really loved me
Ahhh, ahhh, never really loved me
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Never really loved me (You ain’t never loved me)
It’s my lifestyle, it’s my lifestyle (Hol’ up, hol’ up)

[Verse 2: YG]
It’s back-back when I come through (back up)
Kung-fu the bag when I come through (back up)
Got the bag, that’s a fact when I come through
It go brrrrrrrrat when I come through
Mansion in the hills and my neighbors is so nosy
Only Maybach in Bompton so I’m sliding with the 40
Gotta keep it on me cause I iced out the Rollie
My diamonds on disco and they dancin’, hope you pokie
Put my left wrist in, you see that bitch blinged out
Put my right wrist in, you see that bitch blinged out
Put ’em both together, that’s 200 on me, ouch
(That’s what my lifestyle about)
No you ain’t never loved me, now you want to fuck me
Gotta deal with all this fake shit
Damn I’m so lucky, come here and fuck me girl

[Pre-Hook: Future & (YG)]
Extra luv, extra luv, extra luv
Extra luv
Lifestyle, lifestyle (4 hunnid)
Extra luv, extra luv, extra luv
Extra luv (Hol’ up)
Lifestyle, lifestyle (It’s YG, 4 hunnid)

[Hook: Future]
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
You never really loved me
Ahhh, ahhh, never really loved me
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Never really loved me
It’s my lifestyle, it’s my lifestyle

[Bridge: Future]
Too much poppin’ in my life baby, I just really need some time baby
Come and check up on my line baby, all the time baby, ah noo
Too much drugs in my life baby, I just really need some time baby
Runnin’ from ya, out of time baby, come and find me baby, ah noo

[Hook: Future]
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
You never really loved me
Ahhh, ahhh, never really loved me
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Never really loved me
It’s my lifestyle, it’s my lifestyle

[Verse 1]
Those cool kids
Stuck in the past
Apartments of cigarette ash
Wait outside until it begins
Won’t be the first ones in
Spend your life waiting in line
You find it hard to define
But you do it every time
Then you do it again

[Chorus]
Looking for signs of life
Looking for signs every night
But there’s no signs of life
So we do it again
Looking for signs of life
Looking for signs every night
But there’s no signs of life
So we do it again

[Verse 2]
First kiss tastes like cigarettes
Dead man walking take your bets
Once again you lost your friends
Around and around again
Those cool kids
Stuck in the past
Apartments of cigarette ash
“Where are we going?”
Who did you ask?
Those cool kids
Stuck in the past
In a world of cigarette ash
“Where are we going?”
Who did you ask?
Who did you ask?

[Chorus]
Looking for signs of life
Looking for signs every night
But there’s no signs of life
So we do it again
Looking for signs of life
Looking for signs every night
But there’s no signs of life
So we do it again

[Verse 3]
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Friday, Saturday, sometimes Sunday
Love is hard, sex is easy
God in heaven, could you please me?
You think you invented life
You find it hard to define
But you do it every time
Then you do it again

[Chorus]
Looking for signs of life
Looking for signs every night
But there’s no signs of life
So we do it again
Still looking for signs of life (Looking for signs of life)
Looking for signs every night
But there’s no signs of life
So we do it again

Those cool kids
Stuck in the past
In a world of cigarette ash
“Where are we going?”
Who did you ask?
Who did you ask?

[Chorus]
Looking for signs of life
Looking for signs every night
But there’s no signs of life
So we do it again
Looking for signs of life
Looking for signs every night
But there’s no signs of life
So we do it again

[Bridge]
(Still looking)
Looking for signs of life
(Signs of life)
Still looking for signs of life
(Signs of life)

[Chorus]
Looking for signs of life
Looking for signs every night
But there’s no signs of life
So we do it again
Looking for signs of life
Looking for signs every night
But there’s no signs of life
So we do it again

Well the cops are taking over
While everyone’s in your car
‘Coz happiness is still a warm gun
What’s it to be free man?
What say you’re a peon?
Me I just believe in the sun

Take me down through the streets of China Town
Show me that you know some places
God told me live a life of luxury
All our lives we’ve both been waiting

Tell of funny doses, and lemonade me roses
And some say it’s the cause of it all
Concentrate on winning
Forget about beginning
Forget about the middle and then?

Take me down through the streets of China Town
Show me that you know some places
God told me live a life of luxury
All our lives we’ve both been waiting

Take me down through the streets of China Town
Show me that you know some places
God told me live a life of luxury
All our lives we’ve both been waiting

[Verse]
Kill JAY Z, they’ll never love you
You’ll never be enough, let’s just keep it real, JAY Z
Fuck JAY Z, I mean, you shot your own brother
How can we know if we can trust JAY Z?
And you know better, nigga, I know you do
But you gotta do better, boy, you owe it to Blue
You had no father, you had the armor
But you got a daughter, gotta get softer
Die JAY Z, this ain’t back in the days
You don’t need an alibi, JAY Z
Cry JAY Z, we know the pain is real
But you can’t heal what you never reveal
What’s up, JAY Z?
You know you owe the truth to all the youth
That fell in love with JAY Z
You got people you love you sold drugs to
You got high on the life, that shit drugged you!
You walkin’ around like you invincible
You dropped outta school, you lost your principles
I know people backstab you, I felt bad too
But this ‘fuck everybody’ attitude ain’t natural
But you ain’t a Saint, this ain’t KumbaYe
But you got hurt because you did cool by ‘Ye
You gave him 20 million without blinkin’
He gave you 20 minutes on stage, fuck was he thinkin’?
“Fuck wrong with everybody?” is what you sayin’
But if everybody’s crazy, you’re the one that’s in sane
Crazy how life works
You got a knot in your chest, imagine how a knife hurts
You stabbed Un over some records
Your excuse was “He was talkin’ too reckless!”
Let go your ego over your right shoulder
Your left is sayin’, “Finish your breakfast!”
You egged Solange on
Knowin’ all along, all you had to say you was wrong
You almost went Eric Benét
Let the baddest girl in the world get away
I don’t even know what else to say
Nigga, never go Eric Benét !
I don’t even know what you woulda done
In the Future, other niggas playin’ football with your son
You wouldv’e lost it
13 bottles of Ace of Spade, what it did to Boston
Nah, JAY Z
Bye, JAY Z

Skin is, skin, is
Skin black, my skin is black
My, black, my skin is yellow

Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
I like that second one
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga

O.J. like, “I’m not black, I’m O.J.”
… Okay
House nigga, don’t fuck with me
I’m a field nigga with shined cutlery
Gold-plated quarters where the butlers be
I’mma play the corners where the hustlers be
I told him, “Please don’t die over the neighborhood
That your mama renting
Take your drug money and buy the neighborhood
That’s how you rinse it”
I bought every V12 engine
Wish I could take it back to the beginning
I could’ve bought a place in Dumbo before it was Dumbo
For like 2 million
That same building today is worth 25 million
Guess how I’m feeling? Dumbo

Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga

You wanna know what’s more important
Than throwing away money at a strip club? Credit
You ever wonder why Jewish people
Own all the property in America? This how they did it
Financial freedom my only hope
Fuck living rich and dying broke
I bought some artwork for 1 million
2 years later, that shit worth 2 million
Few years later, that shit worth 8 million
I can’t wait to give this shit to my children
Y’all think it’s bougie, I’m like, it’s fine
But I’m trying to give you a million dollars worth of game for $9.99
I turned that 2 to a 4, 4 into an 8
I turned my life into a nice first week release date
Y’all out here still taking advances, huh?
Me and my niggas taking real chances, uh
Y’all on the Gram holding money to your ear
There’s a disconnect, we don’t call that money over here, yeah

Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga