From the room you can see Hollywood, this is a movie
The whole crew with cold necks, but wearing hoodies
These a**holes see us and play dumb
I'm signing notebooks and signing a couple boobies
Yeah, from the plane to the show
A f*cking sick jacket, I look like La Cone
She gave me her blessing, it went down like I dreamed it
I've always wanted to sing
I've never wanted to be a thug
But the music has us living like gangsters
We wake up in a mansion
With the same crew as before
We tightened up and they felt the pressure