Hollywood Heart Attack

Bury me
With it all
Withered bones and Adderall
Can't escape
What we need
We just feed though our TV
Gimme that
Money stack
Bottle cap
Insomniac
Still intact
Cut it fat
Hollywood
Heart attack

I know
You know
I know
You sold
Your soul
Your soul
Your soul
You sold

Brand new crib
Insomniac I guess
New whip
To drive you back to it
Masked it
With half the packages
Your lonely nights
Are average
Hollywood made you lonely as it could
What you thought would happen
Sold your soul what you misunderstood
This the land of devils
Pay for medals
Nothing real they pots and kettles
Call them rebels
But they level
With the state of mind of living
Colder
Plus the paranoia
Someone coming over
Wanting to destroy you
When you coming up
Better look over your shoulder
Everyone want gold ya
Got inside you soul bruh
You sold ya

Bury me
With it all
Withered bones and Adderall
Can't escape
What we need
We just feed though our TV
Gimme that
Money stack
Bottle cap
Insomniac
Still intact
Cut it fat
Hollywood
Heart attack

I know
You know
I know
You sold
Your soul
Your soul
Your soul
You sold

Don't wait for me
Don't tell me please
No modesty
No cost to me
Wrote thoughtlessly
My prophecy
Can't top the peak
Come watch with me
I don't know what you did
To live like this
All I know is what you bid fit right in
All you wanted was the love now look at us
Bottle popping in the club but were not drunk

Again
I come defend
Among the end is all we lend
To set the trend
Of what's to bend
The mind you'll find makes no amends
Until the hands are shaken
What u waiting
U debating
U been had the conversation
With the one who's name is

Bury me
With it all
Withered bones and Adderall
Can't escape
What we need
We just feed though our TV
Gimme that
Money stack
Bottle cap
Insomniac
Still intact
Cut it fat
Hollywood
Heart attack

I know
You know
I know
You sold
Your soul
Your soul
Your soul
You sold



Credits
Writer(s): Grant Lalaian
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