YRB MAD 4 IT - A Life in L.A. Lyrics

I made my home in L.A.
Do you care no but where did you make your home a dumpster in miami stop Capin' man
Cause you got nothing on me boy
Are you trying to get in my mafia
You don' even no man

I'm trying to live in the rap game
What you tryin' to find out my bank account well that 5,000,000 in my safe now
Do you hear my beats readin' my lyrics tryin' to learn my game bla bla bla
Have fun with that bitter taste in your mouth

All I do is murder but you have a burden when you see me
Now look at this chapter that you don' wan' to even see
I'm not livein' on stored up racks i'm just bringin' on more sacks

Livein' good till I hit the big boom (Boom)
I go in for the slam (Jam)
I'm lookin' for this man (Bam)
I do it for the fam (Fans)
I'm at the end of my stand (Damn)
Life in L.A. man now I'm gone