(Intro)
Ari, you're so stupid (no I'm not)
Just a lifestyle, 504 (let's go)

I stay in LA, where you shoot or get shot
You either a opp, or you a thot
Bullets fly, and bodies drop
I stay in LA, where you his bitch not his wife
Girls not going nowhere without a knife
Where you just 16, but doing life
I live in LA, where moms burying their sons
And their daughters always on the run
Even 12 year olds no where without a gun
I stay in LA, where making it to 18 is a miracle
And 21 is a blessing
Only thing on n***as mind is fucking
I stay in LA, you weird to be bi or gay
Don't got no home? Then you a mothafucking stray
And everybody some snakes
I stay in LA, where girls telling there n***as to be safe
Cause they might get popped the next day
And you gotta tell they mom, but don't know what to say
I stay in LA, where R.I.P in everybody vocabulary
I stay in LA, where mommas crying, teens dying, police lying, opps riding, I'm tired of trying
I stay in LA
Where I'm hiding