[Intro: Futuristic]

Sheesh (Yeah)

[Chorus: Futuristic]

Yeah, all you do is talk, talk, talk

All you do is talk, talk, talk

All you do is talk, talk, talk

All you do is talk, talk, talk

You ain't really 'bout that life

You ain't really 'bout that life

You ain't really 'bout that life

You ain't really 'bout that life

[Verse 1: Futuristic]

Yeah, everybody wanna run they mouth

Tellin' hella stories 'bout the things they did

Pull up on 'em

I'll show opponents, I'll son a nigga like I raise a kid

Only speak about it if I be about it

We can see about it, make it quick

When it come to spittin', who the fuck you kiddin'?

Y'all ain't never did it like I did

Internet had made me rich

I'm gettin' richer, takin' pictures with some women

Admit it, this life is different, you don't get it

Every sentence killin', make a couple million then quit it

Got niggas in Tempe tryin' to get it

The life of Futuristic, I can give it to 'em

Put a rapper on the team, take 'em on tour

Now he really into somethin'

I been 'round the globe a couple times

I ain't have to sign but it's still an option

Got a lotta guala, made a lotta dollars

Own a lot of land, Davy Crockett

Got your girlie on the tour bus

She don't watch Barney but ya baby boppin'

Hit it, then I get up on the road

I'ma do my dance like it's Sadie Hawkins

Boy, I got the sauce (That's true)

Bitch, I'm living proof (Hey)

Tie ya tennis shoes (You trippin')

I ain't in the mood, nah

Y'all ain't really 'bout this life

Took a couple notes from Tech N9ne

Young nigga got the best rhymes

Don't run your mouth, let's ride

Spit it like the cinnamon challenge

I was the kid with the talent

Now I can pick up the balance when I go out

Spittin' fire like a cigarette lighter

Got a girlie gettin' excited

Want me to get up inside it then I gotta bounce

Got six businesses, two houses

Mormon life, a few spouses

A cool accountant, still gettin' bigger

Ain't a damn thing you can do about it, I'm gone

[Chorus: Futuristic]

Yeah, all you do is talk, talk, talk

All you do is talk, talk, talk

All you do is talk, talk, talk

All you do is talk, talk, talk

You ain't really 'bout that life

You ain't really 'bout that life

You ain't really 'bout that life

You ain't really 'bout that life

[Post-Chorus: Futuristic]

Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk

Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk

Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk

Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk

You ain't really 'bout that life

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]

Talkin' about it or bein' about it or what

They don't be havin' what N9na got down on the gut

They be the people that talk up a lot of BS

And it really gotta be less

I can never shout it enough

Frickin' incredible his art be

Rippin' the level, the kids heart me

Givin' the nation a big dark spree

When I make the music Biz Markie

Innovator, I am not a criminal

That's why they women want a shot at genitals

A maximum they sayin' I'm the minimal

But talk is cheaper than a Dollar General

Haters hearin' me spit it, shitted

Go on ahead and admit it, quit it

Stay stalkin', they talkin'

Tellin' the people that I'm wicked, wicked

Fat stacks, we ballin'

That snatch be callin'

Rap after me, that's actually wack, that's why he's stallin'

Rule is ride or get hurt, ain't it?

Dude's a rider since birth, tainted

True the lies'll get worse

Alive then murked, arrive with his shirt, painted

They don't know that when the Planet drop

I'm 'bout to take the rappin' to a colder degree

Everything I ever wanted from the record business

They gon' hand it over to me

They gonna really see the soul of a G

Riot rider with the flow of the sea

Everybody want the musical virus

I give it to 'em like Ebola disease

I'm on a mission to get fit

Sharpen up enough and I rip it, you get slit

Anybody wanna become a goner, you come on and give me drama

Ate it fa actin' a big bitch

Try to rap me, I'm the pappy, why you tacky?

'Cause you never knew a demon inside a blacky

And never knew you're fuckin' with a fly Iraqi

Deep in America, anyone would die to trap me

Tech-a, N9n-a, Futur-istic, we are goin' more crazy!

Takin' everybody's money, even takin' your lady!

Makin' movies with her like I'm motherfuckin' Scorsese!

This is dedicated to my homie up in Florida

Rest in peace WarBaby, let's go!

[Chorus: Futuristic]

Yeah, all you do is talk, talk, talk

All you do is talk, talk, talk

All you do is talk, talk, talk

All you do is talk, talk, talk

You ain't really 'bout that life

You ain't really 'bout that life

You ain't really 'bout that life

You ain't really 'bout that life

[Verse 3: Devvon Terrell]

Fuck up out my way, yeah

I don't play it safe, yeah

When you from the bottom, you hit harder like a bass

They don't wanna see me on top though

Magic on me like Lonzo

I'ma level up, it's so exciting

They don't understand me like I'm Mike Tyson

Haters, I need you, I think that I like it

Feedin' me motivation with a diet

I'ma keep grinding, continue to eat

Think you a boss and I'm takin' a knee

Know that you scared 'cause you are what you eat

Chargin' up, man, I'm gon' need a receipt

Niggas be thinkin' I'm softer than Disney

But then they show up and it's Beauty and Beast

Think that you know me just 'cause my exterior

I am the weirdo and I am superior

Funny how niggas be ringing your line

When you on the rise and I'm like, "One at a time"

Niggas is actors, remember your lines

I seen this movie like 300 times

Kickin' you off of my mountain, it's mine

I just want everybody to know (Whoa)

We not goin' away (Yeah)

You don’t know your place (Yeah)

Knocking at my door, I'm like "Hello" (Yeah)

Won't leave me alone (Yeah)

I am on the phone (Yeah)

Leave a message when you hear the tone

Hold up

If you wanna get it, then you get it

I'm playin' all the position like I'm Kobe, like I'm Shaq

I'm like Kyrie Irving, I'm dishing anybody

Mess with Futuristic, then they get the business

Don't do that

Think you messin' with us but it's too late

You not on our level, nigga, please just tie your shoelace

You trippin'