306 Livin

[Hook: MPR Tré]
306 Livin, 306 Livin
This is 306 Livin
Down in the 306
306 Livin

[Verse 1: RonOfTheIsland]
They call me 306 I fucking kill these bitches
They told me to drop some fire
Busy making riches
But here I go Imma drop a couple bars
A bar or two
I'll violate these niggas and their fake shoes
Lets fucking hit the switch and drop a beat
Drop some fire a bit of heat
But I was mastering the codes
The angles and sides
Delusion controls the motherfucking mind
I'm talking triangle theory Illuminati
We rich niggas driving Lamborghini's and Bugatti's
They talking shit saying I got 0 friends
They fake niggas trying jump in my Mercedes Benz
They supposed to be fucking blood
But They push you in the mud
Drown you in a flood
Keep they mouth shut
They fucking fakes
For god sakes
They try to hurt you, anything it takes
Past the limit hit the brakes
Fucking liars, fucking snakes

[Verse 2: MPR Tré]
I was with the crew
We was chilling, drinking henny
Me Renny, Lenny, and Benny
We was out pretty late
Getting some gritty head
Then I fled to the crib rolling some green
Then these bitches asking what the next is
They know I drive all them foreign's
I'll drive a all black metallic Lexus
Which is even on the nexus, call that a cop just like every Jordan drop, more like every Draymond flop
His whole career is a flop
Yeah you say what a year he had, but he still has the fear of facing the chosen one
I guess my parts over, Deuces

[Hook: MPR Tré]
306 Livin, 306 Livin
This is 306 Livin
Down in the 306
306 Livin

[Verse 3 CelloTheRapper]

NA

[Hook: MPR Tré]
306 Livin, 306 Livin
This is 306 Livin
Down in the 306
306 Livin