LA Money

Kiss you goodbye, don’t start to cry
Got company
I gotta run, I gotta run
They are after me
It’s not about you, ooh
It’s not about you, ooh
It’s about me
I’m wanted, baby
Most wanted, baby
All these bitches want something from me
Got me fucked up on LA money
Fake-ass fiction saying that they love me, oh
They don’t even know who I am
They don’t even know who I am
They don’t even know who I am
They don’t even know who I am
My famous friends forgot again
That everybody dies
What’s happening is not what you see
All the pictures lie, yeah
It’s not about you, ooh
It’s not about you, ooh
It’s about me
I’m wanted, baby
Most wanted, baby
All these bitches want something from me
Got me fucked up on LA money
Fake-ass fiction saying that they love me, oh
They don’t even know who I am
They don’t even know who I am
They don’t even know who I am
They don’t even know who I am
Look at us, young miracles
Got our faces on the billboards
Look at us, never going home
Yeah
All these bitches want something from me
Got me fucked up, got me fucked up, LA money
Fake-ass fiction saying that they love me, oh
They don’t even know who I am
They don’t even know who I am
They don’t even know who I am
They don’t even know who I am
All these bitches want something from me, yeah