Machine Gun Kelly - Hollywood Whore lyrics

[Machine Gun Kelly - Hollywood Whore lyrics]

Am I wrong for bein' lost?
The pressures of bein’ boss exhausted
Every bone in my body
I can't walk, I don't talk, I scream
I don’t stop to think
I'm so close to the dream that
I can't go to sleep ironic, I know
So I need more chronic to roll
Tryna find what's more important
The money or my soul it's cold, I'm low
I'm caught between the roads
Under the Hollywood sign, you get
Blinded by the glow, uh
Yo, how could you look me in the face?
You sat at the table with my daughter
Promisin' you got us right after
You finished sayin’ grace
Why don’t you tell her what
You're hiding in the bank?
It’s time to cut my lawn and see the snakes
It's time to tell the truth to
Every fan who doesn't understand
That it's because of you they had to wait
While you left me here to
Deal with all the hate
I still smile but feel so fake
It’s no sun, the clouds are opaque
So much shade I read on one page
I can't even look at your
Name without gettin' the shakes
What a mistake, uh, look how you take, uh
What doesn't belong to you, this was a rape
And if fate send us both to Heaven
I'ma keep a blade in my leather so
I can kill you at the gate, uh

(First place)
Isn't worth it when you see it's all
(Two-faced)
Tryna fit into a world with no (New space)
Commit third-degree murder (What for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood whore
(First place)
Isn't worth it when you see it's all
(Two-faced)
Tryna fit into a world with no (New space)
Commit third-degree murder (What for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood whore

I woke up sweatin'
Tryna forget I'm in a mansion
'Cause fans are mad at my expansion
And my friend I thought was family
Who'd always understand me
Got offended 'cause he jealous
We supposed to be at the GRAMMYs
I'm askin', when did pride and passion
Get mistaken for handouts and ass-kissin'?
The fact is I made it from
Trailer trash to Saks Fifth
Took it from underground to massive and
The come up was classic
Back when white boys rapped
They gettin' they ass kicked i was battlin'
Puttin' these rappers in caskets
I was walkin' home
Gettin' jumped after classes tell me
Why don't my haters mention that shit?
Now my rent is due and I'm a
Tenant gettin' by with no credit
Got residue from a sedative I
Ain't get from the medic
My schedule is so fuckin' hectic
But still I'm in debt
I'd be better off dead so life
Insurance keep my family fed
It's because of y'all I couldn't
Separate from my career
'Cause of y'all I hated myself
For so many years 'Cause of you
You ain't never gonna see me trust
Even if I got a wife
She just somebody I fuck

(First place)
Isn't worth it when you see it's all
(Two-faced)
Tryna fit into a world with no (New space)
Commit third-degree murder (What for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood whore
(First place)
Isn't worth it when you see it's all
(Two-faced)
Tryna fit into a world with no (New space)
Commit third-degree murder (What for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood whore

The City of Angels, danger
The City of Angels, danger

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