LA Type (feat. Tommy Raps & Pink Siifu)

I don't wanna be your lover (woah) I don't wanna be your friend Out here I've been seeing double It's like everybody's out to win They're making the news, breaking the rules And taking it way too far Shoot for the stars, money and cars Then smile for the camera, yeah The sun shines all year round And everybody's got the time To keep their teeth so white If you're young, willing and able Then all your dreams come true All I'm saying is I don't wanna waste your time Hate to break it to you, hm, I'm not your L.A. type Woo, go on tell me what you like Boy, I'm 'bout to break down, boy, I'm 'bout to Guess I'm not that into fame and Hollywood too Bright lights on the Boulevard, oh Don't stop, you know you can get it any way you like Hate to break it to you, hm, I'm not your L.A. type It's not that I don't understand, it's just that I can't handle it When you pull up in your damndest, damn, the guest list's full up You use and choose your charm, I'm like candy on your arm And I can see right through what you do straight to who you are I can't do the poses, Chateau Marmont moments You just want the best and you should do your best, yeah Tryna start a movement, too cool that you lose it Boy, you got me smelling that shit from miles away The sun shines all year round And everybody's got the time To keep their teeth so white If you're young, willing and able Then all your dreams come true All I'm saying is I don't wanna waste your time Hate to break it to you, hm, I'm not your L.A. type Oh, go on tell me what you like Boy, I'm 'bout to break down, oh Guess I'm not that into fame and Hollywood too Bright lights on the Boulevard Don't stop, you know you can get it any way you like Hate to break it to you, hm, I'm not your L.A. type Babe, it's really facts that opposites attract like magnets I told this city girl that life's a beach and she ain't into that She say she know the roles when bumpin' elbows with those That you meet outside of shows in fake hoe scenarios Where everyone's professional I'm sayin' it's a special way of living out here on the coast Might not have it all, but yeah, you gotta brag or boast Can't act like you ain't into bright lights and nice ice and fine wines And chrome pipes and hard drugs for long nights, I'm wrong, right? Playing, playing, playing, let me ask you if you actually Think your side is different like y'all immune to capping magically See everybody wanna be something, that makes us wannabes But somewhere down the line you start to become what you're gonna be Can't win it, go get it, I'm here Can't beat it, jump in, that is real Can't fear, can't figure, same pictures turn old When you stare too long at the mirror Palm trees, Cali trees, the west agenda Kimbra hit me, like everybody out The win I don't even see what's competition Shout out my real L.A. hittas That holly weird, that's word, I feel you Kinfolk close, that's brother, that's sister Big rims, nice car, gold grills, yeah All I remember 'Cause had the switches, west life different Too little to far to reach up, like to speak up I pulled up with the speakers out of the pocket, like Fly parking with the beeper, knocking heads, stepping, yeah I'm a lil' too retro, yeah Head to the feet my big halo, yeah Lost with them all Angels on the west coast But everybody wanna be a star Go on, try to play the guitar