Robert Louis - Los Angeles (Prod. Daniel Scenery) lyrics

[Verse One: Robert Louis] To all the people tuned in, it really means a lot man Its all about the fans, that I understand You keep me cool even when I spit the fire This is a game that I plan to retire from But I have yet to sign even a minor one Contracts and cash, get it no act Do it with my raps while I keep it cla**y You don't have to ask me, I do smoke weed And I agree with Smokey, f** burning trees Burn your green, I share my bud like charity Last tape I hated all the different flavors My mood changes, But My new reality is Chasing ‘em all down, Trying ‘em all out Whats the fuss about, I'm down to f** around I'm down to roll up that quarter ounce for you Bringing Afghan to the Cali South Ayy! Spread my name by the word of mouth Guess I'll let Datpiff help me out Lets up the anty Rob from Coachella hit gold it can't be Throw me on stage so they can see me Swear to bodies, you'll feel me This the real me, and I'm bringing "They know new" They don't sh** Give me like a minute and I'll have ‘em singing… [Hook: Robert Louis] La La La La La Tell me 5 times where I live at La La La La La Oh yeah, Los Angeles La La La La La Say it again, I really like that La La La La La Awww yeah! La La La La La Tell me 5 times where I live at La La La La La Oh yeah, Los Angeles La La La La La What do you say when you wanna be a kid again La La La La La [Verse Two: Robert Louis] Hills of Westwood, I'll hail to thee As long as your people understand my dream Whats wrong with supporting fiends, to many side streams Looking for main oneso I had to change scenes That won't cut it, I need direction I let the internet answer all my questions I let it fuel all my late night aggressions Against my scepter, I'm alone tonight I Pack the piece, late night write time "Rob you gotta get it right, time to grind tonight" She was a sight, you shoulda seen it So f**ing mean but still plays it nice I think I found my wife, slow your roll Thinking with your pole can get you in trouble Like being on a diet, then going double Or being near the ropes in the Royal Rumble Don't stumble, trip or fall, tick on like the clock on the wall Ball hard, let ‘em know they shouldn't even start On deck, f** the cards though k**ed the Queen the Hearts I ain't saying I'm the best in the game But time always changes, let me rearrange this Moving to the left lane, you can back off Or get f**ed up either way its your call Wasting time, procrastinator I know all about that, I get faded Its due tomorrow so I'll do it later The rhyme side never takes a day off though Drop a mixtape that's my playoffs Spit so ill that I get a cough Boss like Ross but I run the course Getting better ever time at any cost UGH!!! [Hook]