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I'm in LA and I don't want to be famous Fucking on a bad gurl that's my love language Smoking on Cookies PAC Man not Nameless Push the sport mode button when I switch lanes in it Use to be nights laid up watching shameless Now I'm outside in the streets with a stainless I rather go get a bag than get angry I had to tell her this me I ain't changing But I be thinking bout you When I'm out making these moves I hate it had to be you I gotta live in my truth I just got back from the Lou And my grandma asked about you Caught me off guard when she asked me about you Told her I moved on I don't know nothing bout you Had a Venezuelan calling me papi Gave her that d had it sounding like pasta Fuckin me good cause she know I got options Gave her few dollars for the pussy no problem Then when and got me some Benihibachi All black whip like I'm riding thru Gotham And I'm connected with gangstas and bosses Making my exes regret that they loss me Took a few losses but they turned into lessons I can solve a problem therefore I ain't stressing Notha quarter milli life insurance on my flesh I will never sell my soul too many blessings Shout out my Armenian brothers and Mexicans Bought some more pulse chain and hex like a hexican I want a billi won't settle for less than that I know she think about me while she next to him Legally trapping all day in Marina Use to sell packs not too far from Topanga Shops doing bad since Biden and Kamala I keep it on me these LA streets dangerous I don't fame I just wanna make hits I make a rap nigga mad cause I'm lit Back in my city I'm talking my shit I had to lose you to end up like this Devil wear Prada and Balenciaga When you speak truth they gone make you a target I can't love you because I'm heartless I kept real with before now it haunt me Yeah yeah Keep it three stacks like Andre Shawty left I ain't wild out like Kanye Making bigger moves still stunting like my padre I'm in LA and I don't want to be famous Fucking on a bad gurl that's my love language Smoking on Cookies PAC Man not Nameless Push the sport mode button when I'm switching lanes in it Use to be nights laid up watching shameless Now I'm outside in the streets with a stainless I rather go get a bag than get angry I had to tell her this me I ain't changing But I be thinking bout you When I'm out making these moves I hate it had to be you I gotta live in my truth I just got back from the Lou And my grandma asked about you Caught me off guard when she asked me about you Told her I moved on I don't know nothing bout you I'm in LA I don't want to be famous I'm politicking with bosses and gangstas I'm in LA I don't want to be famous I'm in LA I don't want to be famous
Writer(s): Bob Johnson Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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