Lyrics Universe - nothing,nowhere. , Scarypoolparty

We are not the same
Steezy on my fame
Money, hoes, drama
No cap to my commas

Walking down the line
Sipping on that lean
Gucci on my jeans
Nothing to my name

Man, five hundred dollars on my Balenciagas
A flock o' dudes in the day smokin' mar-i-ji-uana
I'm outta room, baby mama
Don't you wish I was smarter?
Don't take me for a sucker
Don't take me for a sucker

Los Angeles hustlers
Los Angeles hustlers
Don't break-a no code
Don't break-a no code

Los Angeles hustlers
Los Angeles hustlers
Don't break-a no code
Don't break-a no code

Car beaming bright
Aim, lock, sight
Feeling like a sad boi
Trapped in disguise

Highest in the Zoom call
That's no surprise
I think I gotta pro'lem
But it ain't my pro'lem

Tell my friends, "Relax, take a Xanax
Sit back, relax, and chill the fuck out"
I'm not the one who bites the hand that feeds you
Jesus deluxe, the one
I am who feeds you

We are not the same
Steezy on my fame
Money, hoes, drama
No cap to my commas

Walking down the line
Sipping on that lean
Gucci on my jeans
Nothing to my name

Los Angeles hustlers
Los Angeles hustlers
Don't break-a no code
Don't break-a no code

Los Angeles hustlers
Los Angeles hustlers
Don't break-a no code
Don't break-a no code

Sleepwalking down the streets
Wade through the debris

Hey! No I, no I, no I can't take it
All these apparitions lookin' faceless
Y'all on some fake shit
Sinking too deep, can't escape it

L.A. to Toronto
Screamin' out loud
Like my name, Alejandro

Goin' hard for the one time
Livin' in the dark
No time for the sunshine
Eh, eh, e'ry motherfucker tryna at me
Bad boys, buy new truck, no back seat

Yo, I was, I was down when I dropped out
Now I make money on tour or in lockdown
If you gotta pro'lem, go and say somethin'
I'm gonna act up
No time, less patience (patience, patience, patience, patience...)