conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Bout That Life with the following description: Biggest banger off the Selfmade 3 album.
  Diddy and Rick Ross' verses were removed from the final version of the track last-minute and replaced with K Kutta, Torch, & Iceberg’s verses. The version with the Diddy and Ross verses was leaked prior to the album’s release.
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Ric Flair]
  It's so hard for me to sit back here, in this studio
  Looking at a guy out here, hollering my name
  When last year I spent more money on spilt liquor
  In bars from one side of this world to the other, than you made
  You're talking to the Rolex wearing
  Diamond ring wearing, kiss stealing, woo!
  Wheeling dealing, limousine riding, jet flying son of a gun
  And I'ma have a hard time, holding these alligators back
  [Chorus: Meek Mill & 
  French Montana
  ]
  These pussy ass niggas
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  These pussy ass niggas
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  [Verse 1: Meek Mill]
  Anybody wanna act loco?
  Who you with? Numerous shots from the .44
  Young nigga in the low low
  Jumpin' out the thing with a little bad bitch like YOLO
  .44 on my hip line, this time ain't no joke
  In the hood where there ain't no hope
  Now everybody ridin' dirty like it ain't no soap
  Everybody get to rappin' when there ain't no coke
  Where the money nigga? Cop 44 a bird where I live at
  Probably buy the whole load if you get it back
  Fishscale when it's stamped in the rental wrapped
  Little nigga you ain't stuntin', give that rental back, oh
  I like fast cars, fast broads and my last car was like a NASCAR
  It go vroom, vroom, then skrr, skrr 'fore I blast off
  She go up and down like NASA, 
  bike life on your bitch nigga
  Pop a wheelie all in that pussy, she switchin' gears on this dick nigga
  Still young, reckless, and rich nigga, yellow diamonds like piss nigga
  Stones they glistening nigga, ya'll suckas don't do it like this nigga [Chorus: Meek Mill & 
  French Montana
  ]
  These pussy ass niggas
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  These pussy ass niggas
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  [Verse 2: French Montana]
  That nigga right there, that nigga right there
  Look at that nigga right there
  That bitch right there, that bitch right there
  Look at that bitch right there
  You ain't bout that life, you ain't bout that
  That price tag you ain't bout that
  That bitch you lovin' we popped that
  That shit talk you ain't bout that
  Don't get caught in that traffic
  Niggas ain't bout that action
  You can keep your chain
  My niggas don't want that plastic
  Niggas talkin' bout they got mils
  Niggas talkin' bout they got wheels
  Niggas talkin bout they got skill
  He alright, he not real
  Got a little flow, that's cool with me
  Got a little dough, that's cool with me
  Got a little watch, a little jewelry
  Them Self Made niggas, Volume 3
  That work get through like woo!
  Shorty got that Ric Flair pussy like woo [Chorus: Meek Mill & 
  French Montana
  ]
  These pussy ass niggas
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  [Verse 3: K Kutta]
  You say y'all with it, but don't handle your business
  When the car pull up
  Y'all niggas slippin', with the window rolled up
  That choppa with to whippin'
  Choppa went to whippin', ain't no God, ain't no priest
  Just your body, floating in blood, exposed to the street
  I'm bout that life, I don't play no game, that snitch shit lame
  In the booth, you know I'm flame, Ross put me in the game
  MGB, come and get that bang, that molly gang
  MMG, cut that check
  , plus a Rollie and a chain
  Y'all niggas fake like reed rocks, roll the Ghost, drop the top
  Bad bitch, suck the cock, in the crib or in the car
  Pussy nigga hate cause I'm a star
  Pussy nigga hate like I'ma stop
  Pussy nigga wave like who ya are
  Pussy nigga skate if around my car
  [Chorus: Meek Mill & 
  French Montana
  ]
  These pussy ass niggas
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  ) [Verse 4: Torch]
  You ain't bout that life, you ain't about that yay
  You ain't never seen a brick broke down in whole trays
  All I know is gunplay
  Hit my nigga Gunplay night time, broad day
  I just sat in that cage, I done make front page
  Kick the door where y'all stay
  I ain't even tryna aim, everybody in that bitch catch a stray
  I done pushed that drop, I done whipped that Mazi
  I done flipped that molly
  You ain't seen a dead body, I done held my dope thang
  To seen the niggas who shot 'em in they own blood
  Had to wipe momma's tears, she dreamin' I'm dead
  My niggas gettin' bread, my niggas beat the Feds
  Every night I send a photo, my bad
  You ain't bout that life, that life, keep 100 shots in that pipe
  200 on my dash, thousand grams of that white
  Sky Dweller my watch
  , two kilos my Cuban
  Courtside like Mark Cuban, you getting money? Then prove it nigga
  [Chorus: Meek Mill & 
  French Montana
  ]
  These pussy ass niggas
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (
  you ain't bout that life
  )
  [Verse 5: Ice Billion Berg]
  I'm 'bout that life, when the shit on sight, and they sit on tight
  With niggas who snipe, with that big ol' fire, nigga sit on down
  You's a goddamn joke, what you out there doin?
  You goin' get yourself hurt
  This not that movie, these guns really shootin'
  And these packs really movin'
  I need them M's and y'all niggas still playin'?
  I'm tryna build my brand
  Lil man can't hear that he got killed for a grand
  What the fuck is you saying?
  I'm tryna shower my bitches with black balls
  Nino Brown someone's baby momma
  Fuck nigga, keep talkin' crazy
  I'ma buy your bitch and start claiming your daughter nigga
  All my work from across the border nigga
  If he a fuck nigga, I'll fuckin' shoot him nigga
  When we pull up, hoes get starstruck
  This Live House, MMG, I'ma teach you fuck niggas to boss up
  [Outro: Meek Mill]
  These pussy ass niggas ain't bout that life
  [Leaked Verse 1: Diddy]
  Man these niggas ain't bout that life, naw
  And this shit they talkin' I got that twice
  Bitch I'm Diddy ho fuck your advice
  I said bitch I'm Diddy ho fuck your life
  Ho shut your mouth when you in the presence of kings
  I ball like LeBron but I got a couple more rings
  I got love for all my hatin' niggas I heard you said some things
  You bitch niggas need love too I might take you under my wing
  [Leaked Verse 2: Rick Ross]
  Car expensive, jack a nigga
  What they know? I head crack a nigga
  Shots fired don't ask a nigga
  Gangsta got killed by a rappin' nigga
  Rollie gold, I'm Michael Corleone
  Scarface bitch I got it goin' on
  One time for all the feds watchin'
  Get inside tips, when your money long
  Got big, my plan bigger
  I'm a die tryna squeeze my damn trigger
  Niggas hate when you touch that 50 M's
  Bentley white, I got five of them
  Pull up on the corner with shinin' rims
  Smiling like a nigga when he got a deal
  Dying, always on my mind for real
  Empire, always what I want to build