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Kendall Gallo - LA Type Beat Lyrics



Kendall Gallo - LA Type Beat Lyrics




Paper chasers and speed racers
Pill poppers with their lip fillers
I don't mind the cigarette intake
If I've got a place to cry

Party invaders and expensive liquor
And gold diggers with a 100 dollar fingers
They pretend like they don't know your name
When they've met you many times

Should I start an only fans to get on my feet
Cause I don't have followers or a rich daddy
And all those friendly faces at all the same parties
But you still got nobody, nobody, nobody yeah
They say

Land of your dreams, but I just can't seem to get on
This LA LA type beat, This LA LA type beat
Fakeness on screen, and that's what it means to be on
This LA LA type beat, This LA LA type

Beat, LA type beat

Blunts, beamers, and lsdreamers
And clout seekers who are just following their leaders
And if you're not trying to be just like them
You don't even catch their eye

Cause if 130 pounds is considered obese
And they tell you you're a whore, with only 2 bodies
Then why the hell put ourselves through misery
Just to make it in this city, this city, this broken city

Land of your dreams, but I just can't seem to get on
This LA LA type beat, This LA LA type beat
Fakeness on screen, and that's what it means to be on
This LA LA type beat

Land of your dreams, but I just can't seem to get on
This LA LA type beat, This LA LA type beat
Fakeness on screen, and that's what it means to be on
This LA LA type beat, This LA LA type

Beat, LA type beat

Paper chasers and speed racers
Pill poppers with their lip fillers
I don't mind the cigarette intake
If I've got a place to cry
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Paper chasers and speed racers
Pill poppers with their lip fillers
I don't mind the cigarette intake
If I've got a place to cry

Party invaders and expensive liquor
And gold diggers with a 100 dollar fingers
They pretend like they don't know your name
When they've met you many times

Should I start an only fans to get on my feet
Cause I don't have followers or a rich daddy
And all those friendly faces at all the same parties
But you still got nobody, nobody, nobody yeah
They say

Land of your dreams, but I just can't seem to get on
This LA LA type beat, This LA LA type beat
Fakeness on screen, and that's what it means to be on
This LA LA type beat, This LA LA type

Beat, LA type beat

Blunts, beamers, and lsdreamers
And clout seekers who are just following their leaders
And if you're not trying to be just like them
You don't even catch their eye

Cause if 130 pounds is considered obese
And they tell you you're a whore, with only 2 bodies
Then why the hell put ourselves through misery
Just to make it in this city, this city, this broken city

Land of your dreams, but I just can't seem to get on
This LA LA type beat, This LA LA type beat
Fakeness on screen, and that's what it means to be on
This LA LA type beat

Land of your dreams, but I just can't seem to get on
This LA LA type beat, This LA LA type beat
Fakeness on screen, and that's what it means to be on
This LA LA type beat, This LA LA type

Beat, LA type beat

Paper chasers and speed racers
Pill poppers with their lip fillers
I don't mind the cigarette intake
If I've got a place to cry
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Writer: Kendall Gallo
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Performed By: Kendall Gallo
Language: English
Length: 3:49
Written by: Kendall Gallo
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