Mr. Hollywood Lyrics

For the low I get you wacked got lawyer money for that charge

Nigga thought it was a wraith boy these ain't them type of stars

Pulling up in fat shit you can't pronounce these type of cars

I been knew that you was fake I told myself bout who you are

I'm realest one fasho if you heard different let me know

I had went to all they shows but they ain't pull up to my show

Never hold them boys on loyalty they'll snake you out fasho

23 I seen so much that movie coming 24

Brodie called me wit a story I'm invested in his drama

Hard times and mental pains I'm too connected with my trauma

They don't know bout selling drugs and skipping school to stack a comma

I was fighting wit the house so I got kicked out by my momma

You can't come up in my section bitch you ain't Michelle Obama

Gave me head that shit was bomb started calling her Osama

Got too comfortable she tried to get a date at Benihana

You know NB he too hot he have you sweating like a sauna

Feeling pressure gotta make it out before I'm 26

I been grinding all my life with dreams and hopes of being rich

Never fall out with my brothers we ain't beefin bout a bitch

We too up to leak locations get off live this ain't twitch

You ain't hear that shit from me why believe in all the hype

Ayo look is that NB he got that rango wit the stripes

All my niggas having motions real motion we don't swipe

Can't compare us to nobody cause ain't nun of them alike

They was tryna count me out had to hawk em on that track

2017 I heard em they was calling niggas whack

Billboards I want it all fill my studio wit plaques

I perform when I get money I folding up like Dak

She had called me for a reason baby boy I need a stack

Told her nah and she flipped out said she ain't never coming back

I said cool but where was this when I was pulling on yo track

And I told you I ain't tricking baby girl so just relax