HOLLYWOOD SIGNS

Acting out alone
It's my time to shine
Lights are looking dim on the Hollywood sign
Baby stole my soul it wasn't copyright
We was up all night it's been one hell of a time
I don't want it all I want some better things
We shoulda run away and hit up Medellin
Always said you was on my forever team

Now we switching sides
And my queen about to fall again
Don't bring that dude around
Cuz my crew I'll have to call and then
The shit is going down like
Like the value of a dollar and
I never been moderate
I take it all at once
Now I'll never make it out again
The club just isn't made for the type a people I party with
Yeah genie in the bottle
If it wash up on a California beach
I'd call you mine again yeah

Acting out alone
It's my time to shine
Lights are looking dim on the Hollywood sign
Baby stole my soul it wasn't copyright
We was up all night it's been one hell of a time
I don't want it all I want some better things
We shoulda run away and hit up Medellin
Always said you was on my forever team

It's kinda like the time
You went away
As soon as you got back
You jumped right up on top again
It's all so nostalgic
But you know the way i take the lead
You was so good at following
I follow up with you too often yeah I know
Need to play you something on this piano
And then will you just stay right there yeah I know your body so well
Yeah you know

But now I'm acting out alone it's my time to shine
Lights are looking dim
Shoulda saw the signs
Baby took my soul
It was hard to find
But if I gave you my heart
Would you treat it right
Need them simple pleasures
Need your body type
You my leading lady
Now you blocking my line
don't you wanna talk
When we could compromise
Living way too wild
I gotta calm my mind
Can you meet me half way
You at the bottom line
I forgot you
I forgot you mine
Lookin pretty crowded at the lobby line
It's 35 can't we talk inside

See
You know I'm from the 5 right
84 reasons why we winning

It's killing me that you wanna hide
Every letter I wrote you end up on Spotify
On Heartbreak Kids I apologized
Oh shit
On Holiday I told the world about our private life

But listen
Now we on the down-low
Pirated CDs
That was way back
Before the Firepower Fiji
Water
Now the bitches dripping
Drip it's like Tahiti
Venetian rugs
Grandma call me baby
I'm her sweetie
She taught me how to spot a fake diamond
Now I'm freezy
Never greedy
My enemies scribing up treaties
No peace in war time
Freaks I did hard time
Cheap wine, fake lips and callsigns
When Turk almost killed his pops with those dark eyes
Dude had PCP back when PC culture was small-time
I was on the PC
Way before Steve Jobs died
Aim chats
Before Mob aimed for the greatest all time
Easy