crash the party

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Ayy, ayy

Use the music as therapy to exorcise how I feel

Tell me, is it fake love or is it real?

She tell me every time I talk, I give her chills

Bought my dad a 911, three hundred thousand on his body

Gotta watch out for these snitches, gotta watch out for these bitches

Gotta whisper to you niggas 'cause all the hatin' niggas might just hear me

Especially if you came from the trenches, you can't fall in love with no bitches

Gotta stay on your ten toes and keep your senses, ooh

I know sometimes she wanna trip, I know sometimes I had to dip

I ain't got no pride, I pour up a fifth all of the times I pull up in VIP

Walk in a room and I know they watchin' me

She wanna fuck just 'cause they got my songs on repeat, ayy

Took some time off and now they think they got me beat

But the whole damn time, you niggas been heatin' up my seats

The tour life got me in light so I can see

Nigga, I ain't never choose this shit, it came to me

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Ayy, ayy

Use the music as therapy to exorcise how I feel

Tell me, is it fake love or is it real?

She tell me every time I talk, I give her chills

Bought my dad a 911, three hundred thousand on his body

Let you niggas know it's my city, I had to go crash the party

Took a Puerto Rican freak out Delilah, she call me papi

I can't pick none of your hoes 'cause they talk too much

That's just how I feel, that's just how I feel

I was walkin' through Compton one night at like— ahem

Like two A.M. in the morning

I just left my girl house, I found out she was on some bullshit

You know what I'm sayin', and

I walked past the 91, I was walkin' all the way down Central

Past the graveyard and shit

I had made a l— a right on Alondra, um

Walked up by the side of the airport

And I passed the hood, you know what I'm sayin', and

And I went all the way to The Cedars

I had pulled up on my DJ at the time and

He was just tellin' me keep my head up and shit like that

Shit was crazy, you know?

I felt like I wanted to die, I felt like I ain't even wanna be here no more 'cause

I just— I ain't have shit at the time, you know what I'm sayin'?

And music was all I really had, so

You know just from goin' to jail and

Fucking around in the streets, I knew it wasn't shit

So I had to just, keep my head up, keep goin', get focused

Grind that shit out, you know what I'm sayin'?