TGF Prince - Lost Angels

This that, new west coast
What you wanna be?
In the valley with some bad ass treesh
And she, blowing tree
Only smoke that high class shit
She 24 like Kobe cuz she couldn't Even pass it uh
Now look here baby girl lemme Know
How it's 5 million people and you Fucking on my bro
Uh City of Gold but its filled with Lost angels
She loved that wild life til her heart Got tangled
Now she think about the time we had
Feelings I stripped
Pieces I ripped
Uh, the gap between us nowadays is Unusual
We doing dirt but only hear about it From our mutuals
I miss the days of pick you up and get The usual
Thought she fell in love
Shit I guess the feelings mutual
Got you designer shoes
But they looking like converse
You pulled up to his crib and he Couldn't even convert
Its okay, you don't love your city no More
Reminiscing on them days when Your heart was pure
Pull up round 4
Fuck you on the floor
Put you on a jet and
Take you on a world tour
Dime piece fosho its some more for You in store
Came a long way from wendy's on Reseda fo fo fo
Sit back relax this is just the intro
Imma get that endo you gon let that Stress go

Written by:
Miye Oni

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