Lyrics:
sorry but the party's over now
Awake by noon, drunk by four
Sucked up in the showbiz
You're so lame, you're such a bore
I wanna kick your teeth in
When she walked out that door she left my life for good
Yes and now I realize it's nothing like the movies
Real life's nothing like Hollywood
You shoulda
Gotta get far from this place
I don't know where, but I know away
They don't like me, tell by the face
Can sense those eyes from a mile away
Please
leave with a zoom
And reappear at The Grafton out in Hollywood
Interviews by the pool
You think I got it good? (Ayup) Maybe I do
I show pressure to pipes
to be loved by You
Though my brokenness has seen some days
Your mercy's still brand new
It's good to be loved by You
So good to be loved by You
It
So far so good
Was raised on dreams of making movies out in Hollywood
It had me empty, need to float away and find my worth
I'll see you on the other
Motherfuckers do you feel me?
I'm a young black brother
So these motherfucker fear me
Now I been called a crook, a killer, thug
A no-good dealer of drugs
a low bar then I recall
I'm farther along by far, on second thought not that far, because
Unlikely statistics makes the average of your life, but to be
to me in quotations and verse
Hollywood, Hollywood
It reads so good, Hollywood
Seams that can't but burst
Seas of change
Seems it brought the worst
far from the binoculars
So, that smart money finna get that heat out the car
Yo, I'm K-Dot Lamar meets 2Pac Shakur
I got profiled by a few cops, too
of one day to have a Hollywood mansion
Damn son, what was you on?
Fucking the assistant of Sir Scooter Braun
Distracted by the scene
Didn't know I was
freeze in peace
So far so far
So good
Feel like
I know I should
So far so far
So gone
Years like this
Make me strong
So far so far
So good (so far so good
Hollywood Cole
Go
Ay Hollywood
Hollywood Cole
Go
You wanna know just where I'm at
Well let me tell you 'bout it
I put my city on the map
Whiskey up, I been sipping shit
Baby so damn fine in that Hippie fit
Drive by on that bitch but I never move
All that lip, lipstick, I know that you loose
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun,
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun,
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun,
ya hair turn gray
Let me tell you about life and 'bout the way it is
See we live by the gun so we die by the blood of kids
[Tupac]
They tell
I moved to Hollywood, I threw my life away Tried to hold my breath under a tidal wave
Been through hell and back, I gave my bike away
Tried to die
is in my view
I'ma get it right, just so you
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke
In the old days it was easy
We had a berry bush out in the yard
The spiderwebs were all aesthetics
And we never did wander off far enough to warrant
guns to Hollywood cause I'm shootin' for the stars (Uh)
Pursuit is far from the decadent nights, I'm never
Gettin' enticed by the mentions and likes, one
Hollywood motels
Good dreams fall apart like they always do
That’s what I’ve been taught that’s what I’ve been through
Hollywood motels in
write the good rhymes
The whole scenery reminded me of good times
I don't like to feel that I'm put in a rut
By a young nigga that needs to pull his
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