Broken Hollywood Dreams

[Chorus]
All my Hollywood dreams broken
Dreams of swervin' in that Lamb' with the windows open
Pants fallin' off my ass, don't give no fucks, bitch
Bag a whole rich bitch, no london tipton
[?]
Superficial nigga rockin' designer, and I'm still sad
I wonder if she'll love me back tomorrow, this should end fast
This shit got me goin' back into my old ways
I'm on a death race for love, not O.J. on the highway

[Post-Chorus]
I'm off the drugs, so I gotta stay low, low, low
I fucked your bitch and we keep it on the low, low, low
I see my opps from the side, so I keep the strap loaded
I see the hate from the world, so I keep my eyes closed

[Bridge]
I ain't sleep, bitch
I ain't sleep, bitch
I ain't sleep, bitch
I feel the hate from the world, so I keep my eyes closed
I ain't sleep, bitch
I ain't sleep, bitch
I ain't sleep, bitch
I see the hatе from the world, so I keep my eyes closеd

[Verse]
Run up the bag, I get adrenaline
Fuck out my face, bitch, I'm so inconsiderate
Smokin' and drinkin', I'm losin', my pivotin'
This one is for all the niggas who's listenin
Most of them niggas you ridin' with, ain't y'all niggas
They involved into enemies
Ima one of a kind nigga, I'm built different, huh
Guess I came with amenities
I'm too legit to quit, yeah
Choppa on me, drum on the clip
I'ma put a line straight through your chest
Rest in piss, you get no rest
In the studio all night, get no rest
My choppa like an ape it'll bang yo chest
Fuck Nike hoes, gotta put 'em on check
Life's like a ballgame with no ref (Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)
But I got the TEC, bitch
Ride around in the ghost town in a Tesla
Bitch, I'm next up, yeah
I don't fuck with these pussy niggas 'cause they extra (I don't fuck with these niggas)
Said they wanna be like me, I hope you can catch up

[Chorus]
All my Hollywood dreams broken
Dreams of swervin' in that Lamb' with the windows open
Bands fallin' off my ass, don't give no fucks, bitch
Now that I'm rich, this no longer tempting
[?]
Superficial nigga rockin' designer, and I'm still sad
I wonder if she'll love me back tomorrow, this shit end fast
This shit got me goin' back into my old ways
I'm on a death race for love, not no jake on the highway

[Post-Chorus]
I'm off the drugs, so I gotta stay low, low, low
I fucked your bitch and we keep it on the low, low, low
I see my opps 'round the side, so I keep the strap low
I see the hate from the world, so I keep my eyes closed