Hollywood Minds

Expecting me to say som'n?
Slicky

Uh
I let 'em know I'm making dough
I'm playing shows
I mean to gloat
Been chasing shit since I don't know
A Cosmo Kid, a talent show
uh
Cosmo Kid, a talent show
Key ain't low, we bouta blow
Throttle full
A bottle store
We gotta go before they close
And get some more before we fold
Damn
Boutta pass out like I'm tryna hit the floor
Got my demons in my way of chasing gold

Someone pull me out
Like a string round a loose tooth
I've been glued on a bar stool
Since the full moon
Drinking Grey Goose and that juice 'til I'm obtuse
Too much street use
Throw the deuce
I'm on avenues
I got a vision
I got a vision
I got a vision bro
Teddy brosevelt
Will tell you we've been doing well
This that twilight zone
But a new dimension though
Jumping off we ain't anonymous
Geronimo
(Geronimo)

Yah
We got a vision
We got a vision
We got a vision
Aye
Suck on my dick
Suck on my toes
These bitches tripping aye
Tighten my shoes
Tying my shoes
These bitches tripping aye
Underwater, Ariel
Bitch I'm swimming aye
(Bitch I'm swimming aye)
I don't pop pills
I just sip beer
Never shedding tears
Way beyond my years
This could be my year
Life's still trill
Looking for a trill

Yeah, yeah uh
When was the last time a nation spoke with God
Biblical times is prolly when it was yeah

Right around
Right around
Right around the corner
Still a race, gotta run, got that gold on order
Where's the love?
Where the truth?
Let these questions loiter
Can't be stopped when I'm longing for the hills
Get out the way of us
Hollywood minds
Hollywood minds
Whoa



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Writer(s): Ricky Rodriguez
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