Issues (feat. Ice Cube, Anderson .Paak & Dem Jointz)

From close range we official

Cocaine, money and pistols

Goddammit, I got issues

Can't be serious

Alright now, here we go

Where my city at?

Fuck with me, come on

I know you're feelin' that

Fuck with me, come on

You know I'm really that

Fuck with me, come on

Come on, come on

Don't even act like I ain't 'bout my business

Motherfucker, come on

Come on, come on (Yeah)

Full clip, ammunition

You don't wanna deal with these fuckin' consequences

Fuckboys should tighten up a whole lot

I got some **** with me down for runnin' up in your spot

And these **** got hatchets and ratchets

Some of them lethals up under the mattress

And matter of fact, this is a chance to show my lifestyle out to the masses

But chances are I might get another negative reaction

Think I'm a fraction, but I fucks 'em up like battery acid

I gives a fuck what you think, ****, this is my passion

Survive through the time, you know my name, you know my reputation

You know what it is, I don't need to give no explanation

When you say my fuckin' name, add exclamation

Los Angeles king now, make your bitch bring crowns

To me and Dre, you don't like it, you can lay

Think I'm quiet 'cause I'm actin', but my bank account gon' say "Fuck you"

Respected from SoCal out to the Bay

Cashed a lot of checks this mornin', guess today was a good day

Now I lay me down

And wake up to gunshots in this crazy town, ah-woo

Good mornin'

And the sleepers will join the fallen

But this is what the fuck is up, doin' this for my city

Comp-town, Hub, this my fuckin' committee

Shout out to Dub C, real **** been with me

C-Walkin' on these **** with a crease in them Dickies

You know how many nights I heard them sparks echo in the park?

Around this time, I was spinnin' records at Eve After Dark

My city crazy, school girls used to play with that chalk

Same chalk police used to outline **** we lost

You understand what I'm sayin'? Shit is crazy, man

Fuck the money, yo, this shit could never change me, man

These new **** in this bitch could never phase me, man

I know it's strange, but on some real shit, it's plain as day

I'm just havin' some fuckin' fun with this rap shit

**** with an attitude, still gettin' active

Man, this industry to me, it feels a little plastic

I ain't heard nothin' that I can consider classic, ugh

But this is for my **** who been runnin' with me (Runnin' with me)

And everybody in this bitch that's out there gunnin' for me (Gunnin' for me)

And I got love for my people that stay one hundred with me

I'ma keep it A1, been that way since day one

Now I lay me down

And wake up to gunshots in this crazy town, ah-woo

Good mornin'

And the sleepers will join the fallen (And the sleepers will join the fallen)

So I lay me down

And wake up to gunshots in this crazy town, ah-woo

Good mornin'

And the sleepers will join the fallen

Drama make it cinematic (Yeah)

All I think about is makin' classics

Tragic, massive, for the masses

This how you make a motherfuckin' classic (Classic)

Cl— Cl— Classic

This is where I leave you

Carry you, carry you

In the city of Compton

This is where I leave you

Carry you, carry you

Down the Pacific Coast

This is where I leave you

And all your issues, oh