Dreamville feat. J. Cole - Lifestyle

[Intro: Bas, DJ Drama & A$AP Ferg] Yeah This lifestyle not for you, but it's for me, yeah Dreamville's finest (Real shit) Bas (Yeah) DJ Drama (Woo, woo, woo) [Chorus: Bas & A$AP Ferg] Never let a wishbone grow where a backbone should Bentley Bentayga, the dash all wood Niggas send payments, the backend good Niggas got sense, but they act no good (Why?) [Verse 1: Bas, A$AP Ferg & DJ Drama] Slide through the lot and them bitches is starstruck Hop in the ride that we took in the Tri Couple lines in the truck and they all fuck (Woah) They might say, "What's up?" when they see me 'round the city But really, no reason to talk much Dinner at Nice Guy, but no nice guys here I'm toe-taggin', no Bilbo Baggins, y'all comin' up short Take a recess, this a heat check, yeah (Coo-coo) Shawty let me hit it quick as the CLEAR with the PreCheck (Woah) This lifestyle not for you, but it's for me (What?) Seen it myself for years, the vision is mine Alone, just me, myself, no peers (Woah) Yeah (Woo, woo, woo, let's work) I don't know who hypin' them boys I'm done givin' life for the noise I give you my life from the source I don't even write anymore, yeah (Gangsta, what?) Get in and drove like it's whippin' the stove That bitch break heart like habits No days off, no Sabbath No snakes in my yard, no rabbits (Woo, woo) [Chorus: Bas & A$AP Ferg] Never let a wishbone grow where a backbone should (Yeah) Bentley Bentayga, the dash all wood (Yeah) Niggas send payment, the backend good (Yeah) Niggas got sense, but they act no good (Why?) Still the same money, this a band (Yeah) I could probably feed the goddamn hood for a year or two (Yeah) Stuck between stuntin' and a miracle (Coo-coo), for real [Verse 2: Bas & A$AP Ferg] Let's explore the moment Niggas ain't outside, they agoraphobic If you see me live, nigga, you would know it Hoes jumping on my dick, it do aerobics Bas like P90X (Yeah, woah) Boss-like, we write the checks now Floss like we like to flex (Woo) Bust down, bust down, bust down (Right, right, right, oh) AMG, no bus now Amiri jeans, SB Dunks with a Fiends tee, no button-down (Woo) Respectfully, niggas blasphemy, don't fuck around (Ayy) You fuck around if you wanna, you fuck around if you wanna This lifestyle not for you, but it's for me (Woo), Bassy [Verse 3: A$AP Ferg] Bas, I'ma go without the ad-libs (Hoo, hoo) Huh, nah Cigars in the booth and I puff it like poof And I don't understand what got into me Got a couple of troops that'll bust out the roof If I'm ready to ride on my enemy And you rappers that stole my identity And I really know why you ain't feelin' me I bust on the buck with Tiffany And these bitches restore my agility And I'm never rehearsin' I'm makin' a million a verse just like Swizzy and Timothy Never provoke with the G.O.A.T. 'cause I want all the smoke You could call me a chimney And I really want ass, but I settle for throat I just ain't a dick rider, the widow's peak Aim at your head when I kill the beat Spaghetti, your shells like Italy (Woo, woo) [Chorus: Bas & A$AP Ferg] Never let a wishbone grow where a backbone should (Yeah) Bentley Bentayga, the dash all wood (Yeah) Niggas send payment, the backend good (Yeah) Niggas got sense, but they act no good (Why?) Still the same money, this a band (Yeah) I could probably feed the goddamn hood for a year or two (Yeah) Stuck between stuntin' and a miracle, for real [Outro: DJ Drama] Alright, now close your eyes Think about your wildest dreams You ready? And you still couldn't do this Gangsta Grillz