[Hook]
Live from the D, area 313
Got Nationwide Power but they still hate on me
Live from the D, 7 mile 313
Young king Ace, these n***as plot on me
Keep talking, meet the AR-15
Keep talking, swear to God you'll make a scene
Strapped up like the military, put you in the cemetery
n***a yo cash imaginary, f** with me and get buried
[Verse 1]
n***a I know Crips, I know Bloods
My k**ers, they don't give no f**s
My k**ers, they'll smoke ya like crud
Leave yo' a** flat in the mud
n***a I crawled out a rut
Choppas like nuts, yeah they bust
Shoot if you start up a fuss
Cold world f**ed up my trust
n***a i'll switch up my flow
More than fake friends turn to hoes
Spit crack and n***as want more
Time to spit it fasho
Hop on a track and i'll wreck it
Put me wherever the best is
I do not f** with no lean
I only f** with that green
n***a, you already know i'm bout my paper
Try to knock my grind, and you'll see that red laser
Don't disturb me unless you want "Problems", 6LACK
I can hit yo' dreamgirl my dude and that's a fact
Call that hoe a gas station, so many people been in her
Big dawg, yo recognition negative like integers
I fatality that punani, n***a like finish her
You should understand that, I can't put it simpler
[Hook]
Live from the D, area 313
Got Nationwide Power but they still hate on me
Live from the D, 7 mile 313
Young king Ace, these n***as plot on me
Keep talking, meet the AR-15
Keep talking, swear to God you'll make a scene
Strapped up like the military, put you in the cemetery
n***a yo cash imaginary, f** with me and get buried
[Verse 2]
I got my dawgs with me and they like to k** sh**
Choppas get to spraying like them b**hes had a k** switch
If you disrespect the gang, then you will get a full clip
They aiming at yo f**ing head, and not your hip
You know that they trained to go
They mom's did not raise no hoe
Better pick if you gang or you foe
You kiss her we ran that hoe
You know me, no need for intros
n***as ain't gangstas they hoes
n***as hate fans on the low
Choppas for real, not for show
Suge Knight on n***as, send a goofy to d**h Row
If you talking crazy, then you wishing for d**h though
Call me Lyfe Jennings, cause that was so Lucid
Not Chris Brown, but I swear this sh** so exclusive
If the track could talk, it would call me abusive
When these fools talk swear that sh** is so amusive
Can't describe them k**ers cause that is too elusive
But them bullets only know what is protrusive
[Hook]
Live from the D, area 313
Got Nationwide Power but they still hate on me
Live from the D, 7 mile 313
Young king Ace, these n***as plot on me
Keep talking, meet the AR-15
Keep talking, swear to God you'll make a scene
Strapped up like the military, put you in the cemetery
n***a yo cash imaginary, f** with me and get buried