Ok - Lost Angeles Lyrics

I don't talk to my mother much
Ain't nothing to say
I work the same damn job for almost ten whole years
Ain't nothing gonna change

I don't talk to my father much
Cause I'm just like him
I try to make a little money with every song
And try to do it all over again

And I tryin find my way
I don't know which road to take

Cause I'm lost in Angeles
Don't need no cannabis
I thought I could handle this
So wrong I need a therapist

Cause I'm lost in Angeles
Don't need no cannabis
I thought I could handle this
So wrong for Lost Angeles

I don't talk to my brother much
Cause he's done his thing
He got a big ole house in the middle of Georgia
And his girl a fat diamond ring

I don't talk to my friends a lot
Cause they're all full of shit
Yeah they somebody else when they hanging with me
I guess that's just as real as it gets

And I try to find my way
But there's too damn many interstates