Trinidad James Hollywood Lyrics

(Intro)
Lemme tell ya a story about comin' up
Comin' up in the city where every nigga Hollywood
Hollywood
Hollywood
Hollywood
Hollywood
Hollywood
Yeah
Hollywood
Hollywood
Hollywood
Hollywood
Hollywood
Hollywood
Hollywood

Yeah

(Verse)
Grew up on the outkast, Hollywood out
Did a lot of bad, but I neva got caught
Momma on my nerves and my daddy ain't around
All the real niggas dead, man, I'm runnin' outta role models
Sheepin' to the head, man I live like full throttle
(Vruuuuf, vruuuuf, vruuuuf, vruuuuf)
Foot on the pedal, I ain't lookin' for a medal
Nigga, why ya lookin'? Ya ain't welcomed to my section
You ain't in on a bitch, man, I play around with seven
You ain't IOV, my nigga, I'm eleven
Why ya VMV, my nigga, how ya spell it?
Chase yo dream, nigga nigga, don't sell it
Wish I had a guitar to show ya how I'm feelin'
Show ya how I'm feelin', show ya how I'm feelin'
Ya!

(Instrumental break)

(Verse 2)
I know that I'm a sinner but I'm highly favored
This one for my niggas on the run, they on papers
The police make you feel like you runnin' for Satan
If heaven got a gate I'll prolly be there anyway
You won't make it!
Niggas like you out here just too ungrateful
You won't make it!
Niggas like you out here just too ungrateful
I said You won't make it!
A nigga tryna live, a nigga tryna eat, but y'all niggas still hatin'

(Hook)
Hollywood
Hollywood
Hollywood
Hollywood
Hollywood
Yeah
Hollywood
Hollywood
Hollywood
Hollywood
Hollywood
Hollywood
Hollywood
Yeah