La La Land - T.Y.E

I don’t wanna be here anymore

Livin' in this place is such a bore

I’ve already been here for so long

And I know this place inside out, deep in it’s core

I daydream into oblivion

And I say things, and yes I’m serious

I don’t wanna be here anymore, I wanna go, I wanna go

I wanna go to la la la la la la la la land

I wanna go to la la la la la la la la land

I wanna go where it never gets cold

And when the sun touches my body

While skin turns to gold

I wanna know if this place is so

And if so, I wanna go, yeah yeah, I wanna go

I wanna go to la la la la la la la la land

I wanna go to la la la la la la la la land

I wanna go to la la la la la la la la land

I wanna go to la la la la la la la la land

I’m steady dealin' wit killers, that’s steady busting dem triggers

I wanna go to la la land behind a gram and some rillos

I got so many bitches that be on the 'gram with no filter

But when they see me in person they sugarcoat

I’m the middle

So many creepers crawlin' like caterpillars

Niggas be cater-pillin' but won’t even cap with the pistol

'Cause they get butterflies, I hope you feelin' the riddle

Niggas clean sleepin' on me, wake up with dirty pillows

Man I feel like Yak The Mack, I wanna go go go go go

Yeah dem dealers choppin' bricks, karate dojo on pro

Bitches comin' at me fast, you need to slow mo' yo hoe

Got so many bitches here, I need a go pro on four

Just to think of what I could get

If I found a technique to teach the hood wit

They say TYE, yo' depression is makin' the hood sick

I wanna billion dollars but y’all just wanna be hood-rich

I wanna go to la la la la la la la la land

I wanna go to la la la la la la la la land

I wanna go to la la la la la la la la land

Bitch I’m from the Cliff

Choppa on my hip

Empty out the clip

Fuckin' on yo bitch

Pour the four and sip

All my niggas drip

All my niggas sauce and dab

All my niggas pistol grip

All my niggas with the shits

Shoutout Reeves

Choppa hit ya in the lungs

Fuck around and can’t breath

Draco hit ya in the lungs

Fuck around and can’t breathe

T up Og money lew, shout out 32 gs

Them niggas use to be my homies

Till I hit rock bottom like Jabronis

Them niggas use to be my homie

Homie told me better have that thang on me

I don’t take to well to threats

Draco aimed at yo' neck

Come at me with disrespect

I’ll be with you in just a sec

Free my cousin Corey chalk

Golds make it hard to talk

They was flexin' when I took a loss

Now I’m flexin' on 'em like a boss

I hang around wit lots of bloods

I’ve kicked a door with my cuz

Ain’t never fucked with a lame

Ain’t never fucked with a scrub

Ain’t never fucked with a bitch

Ain’t never fucked with a hoe

My niggas smokin' out the zip

That oil gon' hit the bottom when I pour

Shoutout my youngings cliff boys

They young but play with grownup toys

My lil niggas never switched

Got them older niggas paranoid

I never listen when you talk

You talkin' all kinds of lies

That yoppa got ya scared stiff

Them pussy niggas paralyzed

I contemplated suicide

But I ain’t never been a killer

I woke up when I thought I died

And started murderin' you niggas