歌词
作词 : Colson Baker/Brandon Allen/Stephen Basil/Rami Eadeh/John Cappelletty
作曲 : Colson Baker/Brandon Allen/Stephen Basil/Rami Eadeh/John Cappelletty
Am I wrong for being lost?
The pressures of being boss exhausted every bone
In my body I can't walk
I don’t talk, I scream
I don't stop to think
I'm so close to the dream
That I can’t go to sleep
But ironic I know
So I need more chronic to roll
Tryna find what's more important the money or my soul
It's cold, I'm low
I'm caught between the roads
Under the Hollywood sign you get blinded by the glow
Yo, how could you look me in the face?
You sat at the table with my daughter promising
You got us right after you finished saying grace
Why don't you tell her what your hidin' in the bank?
It's time to cut my lawn and see the snakes
It’s time to tell the truth to every fan
Who doesn’t understand that its
Because of you they had to wait
While you left me here to deal with all the hate
I still smile but feel so fake
It's no sun the clouds are opaque
So much shade I read on one page
I can’t even look at your name without getting the shakes
What a mistake
Look how you take what doesn't belong to you this was a rape
And if fate send us both to heaven
I'ma keep a blade in my leather
So I can kill you at the gate
First place, isn't worth it
When you see its all two faced
Trying to fit into a world with no new space
Commit third degree murder
“what for?”
Tryna play me like a Hollywood Whore
First place, isn’t worth it
When you see its all two faced
Trying to fit into a world with no new space
Commit third degree murder
“what for?”
Tryna play me like a Hollywood Whore
I woke up sweatin' tryna forget I'm in a mansion
Because fans are mad at my expansion
And my friend I thought was family
Who'd always understand me got offended
Cuz he jealous we're supposed to be at the Grammy's
I'm askin' when did pride and passion get mistaken
For handouts and ass-kissing?
The fact is I made it from trailer trash to Saks 5th
Took it from underground to massive
And the come up was classic
Back when white boys rapped they gettin' their ass kicked
I was battlin' putting these rappers in caskets
I was walking home getting jumped after classes
Tell me why don't my haters mention that shit?
Now my rent is due and I'm a tenant
Getting by with no credit
Got residue from sedative I ain't get from the medic
My schedule is so ****** hectic but still I'm in debt
I'd be better off dead
So life insurance keeps my family fed
Its because of y'all I couldn't separate from my career
Because of y'all I hated myself for so many years
Because of you, you ain't never gonna see me trust
Even if I got a wife she's just somebody I'd ****
First place, isn't worth it when you see its all two faced
Trying to fit into a world with no new space
Commit third degree murder
“what for?”
Tryna play me like a Hollywood Whore
First place, isn't worth it when you see its all two faced
Trying to fit into a world with no new space
Commit third degree murder
“what for?”
Tryna play me like a Hollywood Whore
City of Angels (danger)
City of Angels (danger)