Lyrics Hollywood Wayne - Robert Wayne

Slide with it, I put the hate behind the love
And then I shine with it
I put the pain behind the story, hit the gas with it
I put the Wayne behind the Robert, I go off with it
I bring her back, I blow her back, and now she want my children

I took a one year vacation, ain't no competition
I'm going to murder every track, and then they are going to listen
I'ma keep it on the low, and they are going to keep on dissing
One hundred twenty for minute, that's just how we feeling

And I'm just chillin' at my spot, I'm just cooling at the top
Riding around with no top on, kill everything with all black on
All loafers out with no socks on
All drunk out, about to spazz out
It's a dark night with no mask on

The more money coming in, the more haters coming out
I see you hating from a distance, so please watch your mouth
Man, shit can get scary when we knocking on your house
You will see me in the morning just hanging by the couch, cause

Ride with it, hit the ceilings, hit the buildings, ain't no time limit
Oj Simpson on the run, that's a side mission
Kim k on the case, that's a court mission
Then we move with it, okay

Isn't it all tragic, when we all start to panic
Triple six on the magic, Four o'five with the traffic
Dark Fantasy with the classics, paparazzi with flashes
Balenciaga's with the glasses

Hollywood back on fire, politicians never get tired, man
Fuck all these liars, Robert Wayne going keep on going
Where the money keep on flowing, told the driver put the window down
Turn the music up, it's my time, ain't no turning back
It's my life now, no time out, It's a different route
Bitch